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CHRISTIANS. 

-  ♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦ 
By  Elias  Smith  &  Abner  Jones, 


■And  they  sung  a  new  scng,  saying,  Thou  art  worthy 
to  take  the  booh,  and  to  open  the  seals  thereof ;  for  thou 
wast  slain,  and  hast  redeemed  us  to  God  by  thy  blood,  cut 
of  every  kindred,  and  tongue,  and  people,  and  naiion  : 
And  hast  made  us  unto  cur  God  kings  and  priests  ;  and 
-'■?  shall  reign  on  the  earth Rev.  v.  9,  10. 


FIFTH  EDITION CORRECTED. 


PHILADELPHIA  : 

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STeet, — and  by  the  Booksellers  in  different 

parts  of  the  United  States. 

1812. 


District  of  Massachusetts,  to  wit  . 

BE  it  Remembered,  that  on  the  thirty-first 
day  of  January,  in  the  twenty-ninth  year 
vf  the  Independence  of  the  United  States  of 
America,  Abner  Jonfs,  of  the  said  district,  hath 
deposited  in  this  office  the  title  of  a  Book,  the 
tight  whereof  he  claims  as  proprietor,  in  the 
words  following,  to  wit :  "  Hymns,  Original  and 
Selected  for  the  use  of  Christians — By  Eli  as 
Smith  and  Abner  Jones."  In  conformity  to 
the  Act  of  the  Congress  of  the  United  States, 
entitled,  "An  Act  for  the  Encouragement  of 
Learning,  by  securing  the  Copies  of  Maps, 
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tors of  such  Copies,  during  the  times  therein 
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for  the  Encouragement  of  Learning,  by  securing 
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benefits  thereof  to  the  Arts  of  Designing,  En- 
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N.  GOODALE, 
Clerk  of  the  District  of '  Massathuseiti. 

a  true  copy  of  record.    Attest, 

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HYMNS. 


HYMN    1.  P.  M.     Longing  for  Heaven. 


o 


And  reign  with  him  above  ; 
And  from  that  flowing  fountain 
Drink  everlasting  love  ? 
When  shall  I  be  deliver'd 
From  this  vain  world  of  sin, 
And  with  my  blessed  Jesus, 
Drink  endless  pleasures  in  ? 

2  But  now  I  am  a  soldier,    - 
My  Captain's  gone  before, 
He's  given  me  my  orders, 
And  bid  me  not  give  o'er; 
If  I  continue  faithful, 

A  righteous  crown  he'll  give, 
And  all  his  valiant  soldiers 
Eternal  life  shall  have. 

3  Through  grace  I  am  determin'd 
To  conquer,  though  I  die, 
And  then  away  to  Jesus, 

On  wings  of  love,  I'll  fly. 
Farewell  to  sin  and  sorrow, 
I  bid  you  all  adieu ; 
And  O  my  friends  be  faithful, 
And  on  your  way  pursue. 

4  And  if  you  meet  with  trouble 
And  trials  on  your  way, 


■i 


Then  cast  your  care  on  Jesus, 
And  don't  forget  to  prav. 
Gird  on  the  heavenly  armour 
Of  faith,  and  hope,  and  love  ; 
And  when  the  combat's  ended 
He'll  carry  you  above. 

3  O  do  not  be  discourag'd, 
For  Jesus  is  your  friend  ; 
And  if  you  want  more  knowledge, 
He'll  not  refuse  to  lend  : 
Neither  will  he  upbraid  you, 
Tho'  oft'ner  you  request ; 
He'll  give  you  grace  to  conquer, 
And  take  you  home  to  rest. 

6  And  when  the  last  loud  trumpet 
Shall  rend  the  vaulted  skies, 
And  bid  the  entomb'a*  milliofts 
From  their  cold  beds  "arise; 
Our  ransom'd  dust  revived, 
Bright  beauties  shall  put  on, 
And  soar  to  the  blest  mansioja 
Where  our  Redeemer's  gone. 

f  Our  eyes  shall  then  with  rapture 
The  Saviour's  face  behold  ; 
Our  feet  no  more  diverted, 
Shall  wnlk  the  street  of  gold  ; 
Our  ears  shall  hear  with  transport 
The  hosts  celestial  sing ; 
Our  tongues  shall  chant  the  glory 
Of  our  immortal  King. 

HYMN   2.   P.M.      Blind  Bartimcm. 

MERCY,  O  thou  Son  of  David, 
Thus  blind  Bartimeus  pray'd^    . 
Many  by  thy  grace  are  saved,  - 
O  wilt  tho*  vouchsafe  thine  aid. 


2  For  his  crying;  many  chid  him-, 
But  he  cry'd  the  louder  still, 
Till  his  gracious  Saviour  bid  him 
Come,  and  ask  me  what  you  will. 

;3   Money  was  not  what  he  wanted, 
Though  by  begging  us'd  to  live  ; 
But  he  ask'd,  and  Jesus  granted 

Alms,  which  none  but  Christ  could  give;. 

i  Lord,  remove  this  grievous  blindness, 
Turn  my  darkness  into  clay  : 
Straight  he  saw,  and  drawn  by  kindness, 
Folio  w'd  Jesus  in  the  way. 

5  Now  methinks  I  hear  him  praising, 
Publishing  to  all  around  ; 
Friends,  is  not  my  case  amasing  ? 
What  a  Saviour  1  have  found  I 

•  O  that  all  i he  blind  but  knew  him. 
And  would  be  advis'd  by  me ; 
Surely  they  would  come  unto  him, 
He  would  cause  them  all  to  see. 

HYMN   3.   P.M.      The  Converted  Tbi    i 

1  TESUS  Christ  has  power  alone 
Qp    To  subdue  an  heart  of  stone, 
And  the  moment  grace  is  felt, 
Then  the  hardest  heart  will  melt. 

2  When  the  Lord  was  crucify 'd, 
Two  transgressors  with  him  dy'd  ; 
One  with  vile  blasphemous  tongue 
Scoff'd-at  Jesus  as  he  hung. 

.3  Thus  he  spent  his  wicked  brcatkj 
In  the  very  jaws  of  death  ; 
Perish'd  as  too  many  do, 
With.  f»  Saviour  in  their  view. 


4  But  the  other  touch'd  with  gr&ce, 
Saw  the  danger  of  his  case  ; 
Faith  receiv'd  to  own  his  Lord, 
Whom  the  scribes  and  priests  abhorr'ck 

5  Lord,  he  pray'd,  remember  me, 
When  in  glory  thou  shalt  be; 
Soon  with  me  the  Lord  replies, 
Thou  shalt  be  in  paradise. 

6  This  was  wond'rous  grace  indeed, 
Grace  vouchsaf 'd  in  time  of  need  ; 
Sinners  trust  in  Jesus'  name, 
You  will  find  him  still  the  same. 

7  But  beware  of  unbelief, 
Think  upon  the  harden'd  thief! 
If  the  gospel  you  disdain, 
Christ  to  you  has  dy'd  in  vain. 

HYMN  4.  P.  M.     Redemption. 

i    4T10ME  friends  and  relations,  let's  join  heaot 

\J  and  hand, 

The  voice  of  the  Turtle  is  heard  in  our  land  ; 
Let's  all  walk  together  and  follow  the  sound, 

r.nd  march  to  the  place  where  Redemption  is 
found,      y 

"2  The  place  is  not  hidden,  nor  is  it  conceal'd, 
All  mortals  may  know  it,  for  'tis  now  reveal'd  ; 
The  place  is  in  Jesus,  to  Jesus  we'll  go, 
And  there  find  Redemption  from  sorrow  and  wo. 

3  And  you  my  dear  brethren  who  love  my  dear 
Lord,  [his  word, 

Who've  witness'd  free  pardon  through  faith  in 
Let  patience  attend  you  wherever  you  be,  [free. 
<lp  Christ  you've  P.edemption,  'tie  purchas'd,  'tis 


4  We  read  of  commotions  and  signs  in  the  skies, 
The  sun  and  the  moon  shall  be  cloth'd  in  disguise; 
And  when  you  shall  see  all  these  tokens  appear, 
Then  lift  up  your  heads,  your  Redemption  draws 

near. 

5  O  then  the  Archangel  the  trumpet  shall  sound, 
And  wake  all  the  saints  that  sleep  under  the 

ground  ! 
The  sound  of  the  trumpet  shall  bid  you  arise, 
To  meet  your  Redemption  with  joy  and  surprise. 

6  And  then  loving  Jesus  our  souls  will  receive, 
From  bonds  of  corruption  our  bodies  relieve; 
Then  we  shall  be  perfect,  and  we  shall  be  free, 
We'l|  sing  of  Redemption  wherever  we  be. 

7  Redeemed  from  sin,  and  redeemed  from  death, 
Redeem'd  from  corruption,  redeem'd  from  the 

earth, 
Redeem'd  from  damnation,  redeem'd  from  all  wo; 
We'll  sing  Oi"  Redemption  wherever  we  go. 

8  Redeemed  from  pain,  &  redeem'd  from  distress 
The  fruits  of  Redemption  no  tongue  c?.n  express : 
Redemption  was  purchas'dby  Jesus"  free  love, 
We'li  sing  of  Redemption  in  heaven  above. 

HYMN  5.  CM,     fbsTear  of  tfa  Redeemed. 

i    ^OME  welcome  this  new  year  of  grace. 
\J    Proclaimed  through  Jesus'  blcod  ; 
The  happy  year  of  our  release, 
To  seal  our  peace  with  Gcd. 

•2  We  early  wander'd  from  our  God, 

In  the  dark  maze  of  sin  ; 
The  year  of  the  Redeem'd  is  come, 

To  bring  us  back  again. 
5  We  once  could  spurn  at  offer'd  grace, 

And  slight  a  Saviour's  charms ; 


The  year  of  the  Redeem'd  is  co«e# 

To  call  us  to  his  arms. 
A  We  hear  the  gospel's  joyful  sound 

Proclaim  the  jubilee  ; 
The  year  of  the  Redeem'd  is  come, 

To  set  the  ransom'd  free. 

5  Ye  aged  saints  who  long  hare  sigh'd 

To  see  this  happy  day, 
The  year  of  the  Redeem'd  is  come, 
To  wipe  your  tears  away. 

6  Ye  lambs  of  Christ,  whose  souls  are  bound 

In  lore's  eternal  chain, 
The  year  of  the  Redeem'd  is  come, 
And  you  with  Christ  shall  reign. 

7  Ye  lovely  youth,  who  late  have  known 

The  sweets  of  pard'ning  grace  ; 
The  year  of  the  Redeem'd  demands, 
Your  noblest  acts  of  praise. 

8  You  feel  your  souls  encircled  by 

A  reconciling  God : 
The  year  of  the  Redeem'd  proclaims 
Salvation  through  his  blood. 

^9  Now  you  can  tell  a  scoffing  world, 
Their  threats  are  all  in  vain  : 
The  year  of  the  Redeem'd  is  come, 
To  recompense  your  pain. 

10  But  O  ye  careless,  Christless-  souls, 
Who  scorn  the  happy  few  ! 
The  year  of  the  Redeem'd  will  come, 
And  take  them  all  from  you. 

i  1  Then  will  you  mourn  and  say  at  last, 
We  did  instruction  hate  ; 
The  year  of  the  Redeem'd  is  past. 
And.  bow  it  is  too  late. 


12  When  Michael  bursts  the  vaulted  tomb-, 
And  bids  the  dead  arise, 
We'll  sing  the  year  of  the  Redeem'd, 
And  lift  our  joyful  eyes  ! 

19  We'll  sing  a  long  eternity, 
On  yonder  blissful  shore  ; 
The  year  of  the  Redeem'd  is  come, 
And  we  shall  sigh  no  more. 

KYMN   6.  P.  M.     The  Supper. 

1  k    Fountain  in  Jesus  which  runs  always  free.; 
JT3.  For  washing  and  cleansing  such  sinners 

as  we ;  [wool, 

Our  sins,  though  like  crimson,  made  white  as  the 
No  lack  in  the  fountain,  but  always  is  full. 

2  All  things  are  now  ready,  he  invites  us  to  come, 
The  supper  is  made  by  the  Father  and  Son  ; 
Rich  bounties,  rich  dainties,  here  we  may  receive, 
A  living  forever,  if  we  will  believe. 

3  The  guests  which  were  bidden,  refused  the  call, 
For  they  were  not  ready  nor  willing  at  all,  [store, 
To  be  strip'd  of  their  honour,  and  part  with  their 
For  a  feast  that  was  given  and  made  for  the  poor, 

4  If  they  are  not  ready  and  wish  to  delay, 
My  house  shall  be  filled,  the  Father  doth  say  ; 
The  highways  and  hedges,  the  halt  and  the  blind. 
Shall  come  and  be  welcome,  the  Supper  is  mine. 
3  He  decks  us  with  jewels,  and  rings  of  rich  kind, 
A  garment  not  woven,  but  richly  refin'd  ; 
Redeemed  by  Jesus,  made  heirs  with  the  King5 
A  plan  of  the  Father  in  glory  to  sing. 

HYMN   7.  P.M.      Grateful RecdlectiQT*      *• 
1    /"lOME  thou  fount  of  ev'ry  blessing, 
\J  Tune  my  heart  to  sing  thy  grace  I 
A  2 


10 

Streams  of  mercy  never  erasing, 
Call  for  songs  of  loudest  praise. 

2  Teach  me  some  melodious  sonnet, 
Sung  by  flaming  tongues  above ; 
Raise  the  mount,  O  fix  me  on  it, 
Mount  of  God's  unchanging  Idve, 

?  Hvre  I  raise  my  Ebenezer, 
Hither  by  thy  grace  I'm  come, 
And  I  hope  by  thy  good  pleasure. 
Safely  to  arrive  at  home. 

4  Jesus  sought  me  when  a  stranger, 
Wand'ring  from  the  fold  of  God  ; 
He  to  save  my  soul  froln  danger, 
Interpos'd  his  precious  blood. 

5  O  !  to  grace  how  great  a  debtor, 
Daily  I'm  constrain'd  to  be ! 

Let  thy  grace,  Lord,  like  a  fetter, 
Bind  my  wand'ring  soul  to  thee. 

t  Prone  to  wander,  Lord,  I  feel  it, 
*  Prone  to  leave  the  God  of  love ; 

Here's  my  hearc,  Lord  take  and  seal  it, 

Seal  it  for  thy  courts  above. 

HYMN  8.  P.M.     The  GosfA Preach 
j  VI /"HAT  contradictions  meet 
f?     In  Ministers' employ  ! 

It  is  a  bitter  sweet, 

A  sorrow  full    r  joy  : 
No  other  post  affords  a  place, 
For  equal  honour  and  disgrace. 

2  Who  can  describe  the  pain, 
Which  faithful  preachers  feel  ? 
Constrain'd  to  speak  in  vain, 
To  hearts  as  heard  as  ste,d  ; 


11 

But  whe  ean  tell  the  pleasures  felt, 
lien  stubborn  hearts  begin  to  meft. 

3  The  Saviour's  dying  love, 
The  soul's  amazing  worth, 
Their  utmost  efforts  move, 
And  draw  their  bowels  forth: 
I  lev  pray  and  strive,  their  rest  departs, 
Till 'Christ  be  form'd  in  sinners  hearts." 

*  If  some  small  hope  appear, 

They  still  are  not  content; 

But  with  a  jealous  fear, 

They  watch  for  che  event : 
Too  oft  they  find  tJ^eir  hupes  decciv'd, 
Then  how  their  imrrost  souls  are  griev'cl. 

5  Put  when  their  pains  succeed, 

And  from  the  tender  blade, 

The  ripening  ears  proceed. 

Their  toils  are  overpaid  : 

No  harvest  joys  can  equal  theirs, 

To  find  the  fruit  of  all  their  ca*e?. 

HYMN  9,    P.  M.     ExptxtuLtim. 

1  ftkTOW  '^he  Saviour  stands  a  pleading, 
A.%    At  the  sinner's  boitccl  heart ; 
Now  in  heaven  he's  interceding, 
Undei taking  dinners  part. 

CHORUS, 

Sinners,  can  you  hate  this  Saviour  ? 
Will  you  thrust  him  from  your  ... 
Once  he  dy'd  for  your  behaviour, 
Now  he  cails  you  to  his  charm*. 

2  Now  he  pleads  his  sweat  and  bloodshed, 
Shews  his  wounded  bands  and  feet ; 


12 


Father,  save  them,  though  they're  blood  re^. 
Raise  them  to  a  heavenly  seat. 
Sinners  can  you  hate,  &c. 

3  Sinners,  hear  your  God  and  Saviour, 
Hear  his  gracious  voice  to-day, 
Turn  from  all  your  vain  behaviour, 
O  repent,  return,  and  pray. 

Sinners  can  you  hate,  &c. 

4  O  be  wise  before  you  languish 
On  the  bed  of  dying  strife, 
Endless  joy,  or  dreadful  anguish, 
Turn  upon  th'  events  of  life. 

Sinners  can  yo»  hate,  &c. 

5  Now  he's  waiting  to  be  gracious, 
Now  he  stands  and  looks  on  thee  ; 
See  what  kindness,  love  and  pity, 
Shines  around  on  you  and  me. 

Sinners  can  you  hate,  &lc. 
€  Open  now  your  hearts  before  him, 
Bid  the  Saviour  welcome  in  ; 
Now  receive,  and  O  adore  him, 
Take  a  full  discharge  from  sin. 
Sinners  can  you  hate,  &c. 
7  Come  for  all  things  now  are  ready, 
Yet  there's  room  for  many  more  ; 
O  ye  blind,  ye  lame  and  needy, 
Come  to  wisdom's  boundless  store* 
Sinners  can  you  hate,  <5cc. 

HYMN  10.  P.  M.     The  Bible. 
1  "PRECIOUS  Bible;  what  a  treasure 
JL     Does  the  word  of  God  afford  ; 
All  I  want  for  life  or  pleasure, 
Food  and  med'cine,  shield  and  sword  ; 
Let  the  world  account  me  poor,. 
Having-  thik  I  need  no  mure 


13 

2  Food  to  which  the  world's  a  stranger, 
Here  my  hungry  soul  enjoys  ; 

Of  excess  there  is  no  danger, 
Though  it  fills,  it  never  cloys; 
On  a  dying  Christ  I  feed, 
He  is  meat  and  drink  indeed  ! 

3  When  my  soul  is  faint  and  sickly, 
Or  when  satan  wounds  my  mind  5 
Cordials  to  revive  me  quickly, 
Healing  med'cines  here  I  find  : 
To  the  premises  I  flee, 

Each  affords  a  remedy. 

.4  In  the  hour  of  dark  temptation, 
Satan  cannot  make  me  yield  ; 
For  the  word  of  consolation 
Is  to  me  a  mighty  shield  : 
While  the  Scripture  truth  is  sure, 
From  his  malice  I'm  secure. 

6  Vain  his  threats  to  overcom*  me, 
When  I  take  the  Spirit's  sword  ; 
Then  with  ease  I  drive  hirn  from  me 
Satan  trembles  at  the  word  : 
'Tis  a  sword  for  conquest  made, 
Keen  the  edge,  and  strong  the  blade:. 

6  Shall  I  envy  then  the  miser, 
siting  on  iiis  golden,  store  ? 
re  \  am,  or  should  be  wiser, 
I  am  rich,  'tis  Jie  is  poor  : 
Jesus  gives  me  in  his  word, 
Food  and  med'eine,  shield  and  sword. 

HYMN  11.  CM.     Th.JuLihs. 

1  VTfTHAT  heavenly  music  do  I  hear  l 
?  *     Salvation  sounding  free  ' 


14 

Ye  souls  in  bondage  lend  an  ear, 
This  is  the  Jubilee. 

2  How  sweetly  doth  the  tidings  roll, 

All  round  from  sea  to  sea, 
From  land  to  land,  from  pole  to  pole;- 
This  is  the  Jubilee. 

3  Good  news,  good  news  to  Adam's  race, 

Let  Christians  all  agree, 
To  sing  redeeming  love  and  grace  ; 
This  is  the  Jubilee. 

4  The  gospel  sounds  a  sweet  release, 

To  all  in  misery, 
And  bids  them  welcome  home  to  peace ; 
This  is  the  Jubilee. 

5  Jesus  is  on  the  mercy  seat, 

Before  him  bend  the  knee  ; 
Let  heaven  and  earth  his  praise  repeat, 
This  is  the  Jubiiee. 

6  Sinners  be  wise,  return  and  come, 

Unto  the  Saviour  free  ; 
The  Spirit  bids  you  welcome  home 
This  is  the  Jubilee. 

1   Come  ye  redeem'd,  your  tribute  bring, 
With  songs  of  harmony  : 
While  on  the  road  to  Canaan  sing, 
This  is  the  Jubilee. 

i 

HYMN  12.  P.M.     Sau&Armo* 

i   "OiyHEN  first  my  soul  enlisted, 


f  f     My  Saviour's  foes  to  fight* 
Mistaken  friends  insisted,    ' 
I  was  not  arm'd  aright ; 
So  Saul  deciar'd  to  David, 
He  certainly  would  fail; 


X5 

Nor  cculd  his  life  be  saved 
Without  a  coat  of  mail. 

2  But  David  though  he  yielded 
To  put  the  armour  on, 
Soon  found  he  could  not  wield  it 
And  ventur'd  forth  with  none ; 
With  only  sling  and  pebble, 
He  fought  the  fight  of  faith  ; 
The  weapon  seem'd  but  feeble^' 
But  prov'd  Goliath's  death. 

1  Had  I  by  him  been  guided. 
And  quickly  thrown  away 
The  armour  men  provided, 
I  might  have  gain'd  the  day ; 
But  arm'd  as  they  advis'd  me, 
My  expectation  fail'd  ; 
My  enemy  surpris'd  me, 
And  had  almost  prevail'd. 

4  Furnish'd  with  books  and  notions 
And  arguments  and  prid%  ; 
I  practis'd  all  my  motions, 
And  Satan's  power  defy'd  ; 
But  soon  perceiv'd  with  trouble 
That  these  would  do  no  good; 
Iron  to  them  is  stubble, 
And  brass  but  rotten  wood. 

~>  I  triamph'd  at  a  distance, 
While  he  was  out  of  sight ; 
But  faint  was  my  resistance 
When  fore'd  to  join  and  fight  t 
Pie  broke  my  sword  in  shivers, 
And  piere'd  my  boasted  shield, 
Laugh'd  at  my  vain  endeavours* 
And  drove  me  from  the  fie4<*. 


Id 

•     6  Satan  will  not  be  braved, 
JBy  such  a  worm  as  I  • 
Then  Jet  me  learn  with  David. 
To  trust  m  the  Most  High- 
Jo  Pfead  the  name  of  Jefus' 
And  use  the  sling  of  pra;SeUrS: 
Thusarm^wljenSa^yr 

He  11  tremble  and  despair         * 

HYMN  13.  P.  M     Th.  r    J  », 
lTTnwi  The  G^  Physician, 

tk       .,IIuJe3us  made  me  whole  » 
There  ,s  but  one  Physician 
Can  cure  the  sin-sick  soul' 

Next  door  to  death  he  found  me 

To  tell  to  all  around  me     g         ' 
His  wond'rous  power  to  save. 

2  The  worst  of  all  diseases, 
is  hght  compar'd  to  sin  - 
On  every  part  it  seizes, 
But  rages  most  within. 

'Tis  palsy,  plague  and  fever 
And  madness  all  combin'd  • ' 
And  none  but  a  believer    ' 
The  least  relief  can  find,  ' 

3  From  men  great  skill  professing, 
I  thought  a  cure  to  gain  • 

AU  Vh?/!;OV'd  more  dis^essing$ 
And  added  to  my  pain  : 

Some  said  that  nothing  ail'd  me 
Some  gave  me  up  fcr  lost  ; 
Thus  ey'ry  refuge  fa«'d  me, 
Aad  all  my  hopes  were  crossU 


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i  At  length  this  great  Physician,, 
(How  matchless  is  his  grace  !) 
Accepted  my  petition, 
And  undertook  my  case  : 
First  gave  me  sight  to  view  him. 
For  sin  my  eyes  had  seal'd  ; 
Then  bade  me  look  unto  ; 
I  look'd,  and  I  was  heard* 

5  A  risen  living  Jesus, 
Seen  by  an  eye  of  faith  ; 
At  once  from  danger  frees  us, 
And  saves  the  soul  from  death  : 
Come  then  to  this  Physician, 
His  help  he'll  freely  give  ; 
He  makes  no  hard  condition, 
'Tis  only  look  and  live. 

HYMN  14.  P.M.     Recruiting  Qr& 
i   |"1HR1ST  is  set  on  Zion's  hill, 
\J   He  receiveth  sinners  still  ! 
Who  will  serve  this  blessed  King*, 
Come  enlist  and  with  me  sing ; 
I  his  soldier  sure  shall  be, 
Happy  in  eternity. 

:1  I  by  faith  enlisted  am, 

In  the  ■service  of  the  Lamb  ; 

Present  pay  I  now  receive, 

Future  happiness  he'll  give. 

I  his  soldier,  '&c. 

'3  Zion's  King  my  captain  is, 
Conquest  I  shall  never  miss ; 
Let  the  pow'rs  of  hell  ««gage, 
Strive  to  hurt  with  all  their  rage, 
I  his  soldier  &c. 


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4  Let  the  world  their  forces  join, 
With  the  pow'rs  of  hell  combine ; 
Greater  is  my  King  than  they, 
Through  him  I  shall  win  the  dav 

1  his  soldier,  &c. 

5  Wicked  men  I  do  not  fear, 
Though  they  persecute  me  here  •. 
True,  they  may  my  body  kill, 
But  my  King's  on  Zion's  hill. 

1  his  soldier,  &c. 

«,  What  a  Captain  have  1  got  ! 
Is  not  mine  a  happy  lot  ? 
Hear  ye  worldlings,  hear  my  song, 
This  the  language  of  my  tongue. 
I  his  soldier,  &c. 

7  When  this  life's  short  space  is  o'er, 
I  shall  live  to  die  no  more  ; 
Therefore  will  1  take  the  sword, 
Fight  for  Jesus  Christ  my  Lord. 

I  his  soldier   &c. 

8  Come  ye  worldlings,  come  cnlis^ 
'lis  the  voice  of  Je^us  Christ  ; 
Whosoever  will  may  come, 
Jesus  Christ  refuseth  none. 

1  his  soldier,  &c. 

9  Jesus  is  my  captain's  name, 
Now  as  yesterday,  the  same ; 
In  his  name  1  notice  give, 
All  who  come  he  will  receive. 

1  his  soldier,  &c. 

10  Be  persuaded,  take  his  pay, 
All  your  sins  he'lLwrash  away; 
Now  in  Jesus'  name  believe, 
Future  happiness  he'll  give. 


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Yes  In  heaven  you  sure  shall  be, 
Praising  God  eternally. 

HYMN   15.   P.M.      Strength  from  Heaven. 

J    Tajfr  Y  whom  was  David  taught 
.13  To  aim  the  dreadful  blow, 
When  he  Goliath  fought, 
And  laid  the  Gittite  low  ? 
No  sword  or  spear  the  stripling  took, 
But  chose  a  pebble  from  the  brook. 

2  'Twas  Israel's  God  and  King 
Who  sent  him  to  the  right, 
Who  gave  him  strength  to  sling, 
And  skill  to  aim  aright. 

Ye  feeble  saints  your  strength  endure*. 
Because  young  David's  God  is  your*. 

3  Who  order 'd  Gideon  forth, 
To  storm  th'  invaders  camp, 
With  arms  of  little  worth, 
A  pitcher  and  a  lamp  ? 

The  trumpet  made  his  coming  known. 
And  all  the  host  was  overthrown. 

i  Oh!  I  have  seen  the  day, 
When  with  a  single  word, 
God  helping  me  to  sav, 
My  trust  is  in  the  Lord ; 
My  soul  has  quell'd  a  thousand  foas, 
Fearless  of  all  that  could  oppose. 

5  But  unbelief,  self-will, 

Self-righteousness  and  pride, 

How  often  do  they  steal 

My  weapon  from  my  side  ! 

Yet  David's  Lord  and  Gideon's  friend 

WUJ  help  his  servant  to  the  end. 


so 

HYMN    16.  P.M.      Warning. 
i    QTOP  poor  sinner,  stop  and  think, 
KJ   Eefore  you  farther  go  ; 
Will  you  sport  upon  the  brink, 

Of  future  death  or  wo  ? 
Hell  beneath  is  gaping  wide, 

Vengeance  waits  the  dread  command ! 
Soon  to  stop  your  sport  and  pride, 
And  sink  you  with  the  damn'd. 

O  be  entreated  now  to  stop, 
For  unless  you  warning  take, 
Ere  you  are  aware  you'll  drop, 
Into  the  burning  lake. 

2  Ghastlv  death  will  quickly  come, 

And  drag  you  to  the  bar  ; 
Then  to  hear  your  awful  doom, 

Will  fill  you  with  despair  : 
All  your  sins  will  round  you  crowd, 

Sins  of  bloody  crimson  dye, 
Back  for  vengeance  crying  loud, 

And  what  can  you  reply  ? 
O  be  entreated,  &c. 

3  Say,  have  you  an  arm  like  God, 

That  you  his  will  oppose  ! 
Fear  you  not  his  iron  rod, 

With  which  he  breaks  his  faes  ? 
Can  you  stand  in  that  great  day, 

When  he  judgment  shall  proclaim^ 
When  the  earth  shall  melt  away, 

Like  wax  before  the  flame  ? 
O  be  entreated,  &c. 

i  Though  your  hearts  are  hard  as  steel, 
Your  foreheads  lin'd  with  brass ; 
God  at  length  will  make  you  feel, 
Ke  will  not  let  you  pass ; 


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Sinners  then  in  vain  will  call, 

(Though  they  now  despise  his  grace," 

Rocks  and  mountains  on  us  fall, 
And  hide  us  from  his  face. 
O  he  entreated,  &c. 

But  as  vet  there  is  a  hope, 

That  you  may  mercy  know  ; 
Though  his  arm  is  lifted  up, 

He  still  forbears  the  blow : 
It  was  for  sinners  Jesus  dy'd, 

Sinners  he  invites  to  come  ; 
None  who  come  shall  be  deny'd, 

He  says  there  yet  is  room. 
O  be  entreated,  &c. 

HYMN  17.  P.M.     Bapti'k:, 

IS  Jesus  doth  save, 
The  witness  we  have, 
When  buried  with  him  in  the  watery  grave. 

!  And  when  we  arise 
We  lift  up  our  eyes, 
And  view  with  amazement,  the  opening  skios. 

»  Jehovah  comes  down 
The  precept  to  own, 
And  doth  with  his  presence  ttiGordtnayce  crown. 

I  And  sweetly  we  prove, 
By  whispers  of  love, 
That  we  soon  shall  meet  in  the  regions  above. 

HYMN    18.  C.  M.     Immersion, 
r|pHUS  was  the  great  Redeemer  plung'd 
.!_    In  Jordan's  swelling  flood  ; 
To  shew  he  must  be  soon  baptiz'd 
in  tears,  anil  sweat,  aa/i  Hlood: 


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2  Thus  was  his  sajcred  body  laid 

Beneath  the  yielding  wave ; 
Thus  was  his  sacred  body  rais'd 
Out  of  the  liquid  grave. 

3  Lord,  we  thy  precepts  would  obey, 

In  thy  own  footsteps  tread  ; 
Would  die,  be  buried,  rise  with  thee,,. 
Our  ever-living  head. 

HYMN  19.  CM. 
A  Practical  Improvement  of  Baptism. 

1  A  TTEND  ye  children  of  your  God 
j\.  Ye  heirs  of  glory,  hear  ; 

For  accents  so  divine  as  these 
Might  charm  the  dullest  ear. 

2  Baptiz'd  into  your  Saviour's  deatb, 

Your  souls  to  sin  must  die ; 
With  Christ  your  Lord  ye  live  anew, 
With  Christ  ascend  on  high. 

3  There  by  his  Father's  side  he  sits, 

Enthron'd  divinely  fair; 
Yet  owns  himself  your  brother  still, 
And  your  forerunner  there. 

4  Rise  from  these  earthly  trifles,  rise 

On  wings  of  faith  and  Iovp  ; 
Above  your  choicest  treasure  lies, 
And  be  ycur  hearts  above. 

HYMN  20.  P.  M, 

The  Practice  of  Ancient  Christians 
i  ""VTEVER  does  truth  more  shine 
X^f    With  beams  of  heavenly  light, 
Than  when  the  bcriptur«s  join 
To  prove  it  plain  and  right ; 


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Than  when  each  text  doth  each  explain. 
And  all  unite  to  speak  the  same. 
'2  Thus  Peter  who  obey'd 

What  Jesus  said,  was  wise, 

And  proach'd  as  he  was  led, 

Repent,  and  be  baptiz'd  ; 
Thus  Philip  did  t'  the  Eunuch  say, 
If  you  believe  in  Christ  you  may. 
Cj  Paul  preach'd  the  word  of  grace, 

Whole  households  did  believe,. 

And  were  baptiz'd  to  Christ, 

Whose  gospd  they'd  receiv'd>;     * 
Thus  Christians  were  of  ancient  date^, 
As  sacred  hist'ry  docs  relate. 
4  We  see  'tis  no  new  thing, 

To  teach,  and  then  baptize  ; 

So  Christians  first  began, 

Christ's  ordinance  to  prize  ; 
This  makes  us  cheerfully  obey, 
And  go  as  they  have  led  the  way. 

HYMN  21.  P.  M. 
Invitation  to  folloiv  the  Lamb. 
I^TFTUjVIBLE  souls,  who  seek  salvation 
11  Through  the  Lamb's  redeeming  blood. 
Hear  the  voice  of  revelation, 

Tread  the  path,  which  Jesus  trod. 
Flee  to  him,  your  only  Saviour, 

In  his  mighty  name  confide; 

In  the  whole  of  your  behaviour, 

Own  him  as  your  odIv  guide. 

2  Hear  the  bless'd  Redeemer  call  you, 

Listen  to  his  gracious  voice  ; 

Dread  no  ills  that  can  befall  you, 

While  you  make  his  ways  your  choice 
Jesus  says,  let  each  believer 
Be  baptized  in  my  name ; 


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He  himself  in  Jordan's  river 

Was  immers'd  beneath  the  stream 

3  Plainly  here  his  footsteps  tracing. 

Follow  him  without  delay; 
Gladly  his  command  embracing, 

Lo  !  your  Captain  leads  the  way. 
View  the  rite  with  understanding, 

Jesus'  grave  before  you  lies  ; 
Be  interr'd  at  his  commanding, 

.After  his  example  rise. 

HYMN  22.  CM. 
To  be  Sung  at  the  Lord's  Supper. 

LORD,  at  thy  table  I  behold 
The  wonders  of  thy  graee  ; 
But  most  of  all  admire  that  1 
Should  nnd  a  welcome  place. 

2  I,  who  was  all  defil'd  with  sin, 

A  rebel  to  my  God; 
I,  who  have  crucify'd  his  Son 
And  trampled  on  his  blood. 

3  What  strange  surprising  grace  is  this, 

That  such  a  soul  has  room  ! 
My  Saviour  takes  me  by  the  hand, 
My  Jesus  bids  me  come. 

4  Eat,  O  my  friends,  the  Saviour  cries, 

The  feast  was  made  for  you ; 
For  you  I  groan'd,  and  bled,  and  dy'd, 

And  rose  and  triumph'd  too. 
-5  With  humble  faith,  and  bleeding  hearts, 

Lord,  we  accept  thy  love  ; 
vTis  a  rich  banquec  we  have  had, 

What  will  it  be  above  ? 


6  Ye  .-aints  below,  and  hosts  of  he. 

Join  ail  your  praising  powers; 
No  theme  is  like  redeeming  love, 
No  Saviour  is  like  oi'rs. 

7  Had  I  ten  thousand  hearts,  dear  LoftL 

I'd  give  them  all  to  thee  ! 
Had  I  ten  thousand  tongues,  they  all 
Should  join  the  harmony. 

HYMN  2:3.    P.  M.    Christ  Baptized  in  Jordan 

1  IN  Jordan's  tide  the  Baptist  stands, 
JL  Immersing  the  repenting  Jews  ; 
The  Son  of  God  the  rite  demands, 

Nor  dares  the  holy  man  refuse: 
Jesus  descends  beneath  the  wave, 
The  emblem  of  his  future  grave. 

2  Wonder,  ye  heavens  !  the  Saviour  lies 

In  deeps  conceal'd  from  human  view  : 
Ye  saints,  beliold  htm  sink  and  rise, 

A  ill  example  this  ftvf  ytm  : 
The  sacred  record  while  you  read, 
Calls  you  to  imitate  the  deed. 

3  But  lo  !  from  yonder  opening  skies, 

What  beams  of  dazzling  glory  spread  ! 
Dove-like  the  Eternal  Spirit  flies, 

And  lights  ou  the  Redeemer's  head  ! 
Amaz'd  they  see  the  power  divine 
Around  the  Saviour's  temples  shine. 
1  But  hark  my  soul,  hark  and  adore  ! 

What  sounds  are  those  that  roll  along, 
Not  like  loud  Sinai's  awful  roar, 

But  soft  and  sweet  as  Gabriel'*  song ! 
"  This  is  my  well-beloved  Son, 
**  I  see  (well  pleas'd)  what  he  hatli  done-' 
B 


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5  Thus  the  eternal  Father  spoke, 

Who  shakes  creation  with  a  ned  ; 
Through  parting  skies  the  accents  broken 

And  bid  us  hear  the  Son  of  Ged  : 
O  hear  the  joyful  word  to-day, 
Hear  all  ye  nations,  and  obey ! 

HYMN  24.  P.  M.  Tune— Leander. 
A  Baptismal  ftymn,  to  be  Sung  at  the  IVate>\ 

1  "\TOUNG  converts  o»  the  banks 

JL    Of  these  baptismal  waters  stand, 
They  praising  God  give  thanks-, 

For  leave  t'  obey  his  sweet  command. 
They  here  step  down,  receive  the  crown, 

Baptiz'd  beneath  the  flood, 
Ascl  as  they  rise,  lift  up  their  eyes, 

Singing  glory  aloud  to  God. 

2  Behold  them  now  rejoice ; 

See  with  what  care  they  watch  and  pray". 
And  with  one  heart  and  voice, 

To  God  their  vows  and  homage  pay. 
*?hen  let  us  pray,  the  Spirit  may 

Descend ;  and  light  around, 
That  high  and  low,  and  all  may  know, 

God's  wisdom  shall  the  wo*ld  confound}. 

3  Sing  glory  to  our  King-, 

Who  has  for  us  led  in  the  way, 
We'll  follow  on  and  sing, 

Join'd  in  one  harmonious  lay  ; 
And  give  him  praise  to  endless  days, 

For  worthy  is  the  Lamb ; 
Praise  to  receive,  in  him  we  live, 

All  glory— glory  to  kis  nan*e, 


HYMN  25.   P.  M.  Baptism, 

1  £~\  YE  blood-wash'd,  ransom 'd  sinners^, 
\_J   Highly  favour'd  of  the  Lord, 
Now  ye  prove  your  love  to  Jesus, 

By  regarding  thus  his  word. 

2  See  his  wat'ry  tomb  before  you  : 

Hear  him  echo — "  Follow  me ;" 

For  beneath  the  streams  of  Jordan, 

Christ  your  great  Redeemer  lay. 

3  Yes — beneath  those  honour'd  waters-, 

Great  Immanuel  was  baptiz'd; 
Out  of  which  he  then  ascended, 
And  the  Father  was  well  pleas'd. 

1  Love  constrains  you  all  to  follow, 
Jesus  to  his  liquid  grave  ; 
Now  look  up,  expect  his  presence, 
Which  he  promis'd  you  to  have* 

3  Jesus  come,  thine  approbation 

May  we  gladly  see  and  feel ; 
Cause,  O  cause  the  heavens  to  ope», 
And  thy  wond'rous  love  reveal. 

HYMN  26.  L.  M.  Baptism. 

1  "V]^7*HEN  we  baptize  we  see  the  mode, 

v  ?     In  honour'd  Jordan's  swelling  flood  : 
We're  deaf  to  error's  impious  voice  ; 
The  way  Christ  chose  becomes  our  choice, 

2  Down  in  the  stream  they  both  descend, 
And  John  immers'd  the  sinner's  friend, 
Out  of  the  water  straightway  came 
The  Church's  Head,  the  obedient  Lamb, 

4  Then  lo,  the  heavens  open'd  are, 
A  Dove  celestial  doth  appear  ; 

And  now  the  Father's  voice  is  heard, 
(Speaking  of  Christ,  our  glorious  Lord.'} 


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4  "  This,  this  is  my  beloved  Son, 

"  Of  whom  I  speak,  whom  now  I  owb 
"  In  him  well  pleas'd  I  am  always, 
"  Eecause  in  all  things  he  obeys." 

5  Now  ye  believing  souls,  regard 

Th'  example  of  your  glorious  Lord  : 
Walk  in  his  honour'd  paths,  and  prove 
How  greatly  his  commands  you  love. 

6  And  now,  O  God,  in  love  come  down, 
And  this  thy  institution  own; 

Shew  to  thy  saints  rich  scenes  of  grace. 
While  Chiic-t  the  Lord  they  now  confess, 

HYMN  27.   P.  M.    On  Baptism;   by  Anna  Beman, 
r,f  IVarr^r.,  4n  Com:ectic:;t,  on  being  Eaptiz^d. 
1  >  '  HAT  think  you    my    friends    of    the 
v  f  preaching  of  John  ? 

Was  it  from  heaven,  or  was  it  of  men  ? 
We  hear  him  declaring  glad  tidings  of  peace, 
Proclaiming  a  Jubilee,  a  year  of  release. 

•2  The  law  and  the  prophets  eominu'd  till  John, 
Our  Saviour  hath  told  us  when  gospel  begun  ; 
And  baice  that,  God's  kingdom  is  preach'd,  saith 

the  Word, 
And  all  men  press  in  who  have  faith  in  the  Lord. 

3  The  first  of  the  gospel,  the  dawn  of  the  day, 
The  voice  of  one  crying,  Prepare  ye  the  way ; 
Bring  forth  your  repentance,  ye  viperous  breed* 
And  think  not  to  say  ye  are  Abraham's  seed. 

4  A  new  dispensation  to  them  he  declares, 
And  preaches  repentance  to  Abraham's  heirs? 
The  children  of  Abraham's  natural  seed, 
Pound  they  had  ho  right  hk  baptisw  to  pha«l.\ 


5  But  when  he  perceived  repentance  was  theirs, 
Then  he  gave  1>.  ptism  to  Abraham's  heirs; 
Those  who  bad  been  sealed  to  covenant  things, 

We  rind  him  baptizing,  confessing  their  sins. 

6  He  tell?  them  their  Saviour  ;s  already  here, 
And  while  he's  baptizing,  our  Lord  doth  app«ar 
For  to  be  baptized  ;  John  shrinks  at  the  thing, 
And  owns  he  has  need  to  receive  it  from  him. 

7  Eut  when  he  informed  it  was  his  request, 
Ke  freely  baptiz'd  him  as  he  did  the  rest ; 
And  this  institution  was  own'd  from  above, 
The  Spirit  of  God  was  sent  down  like  a  dove. 

8  And  his  sweet  example  is  !eft  on  record* 
Whoever  steps  in,  they  will  find  a  reward  ; 
'/hey  11  find  peace  of  conscience  and  joy  in  the 

same, 
When  they  are  baptized  in  Jesus'  own  name. 

9  The  Eunuch  we  find  was  in  haste  to  receive 
His  water  baptism,  when  he  did  believe; 

He  went  on  his  way  rejoictng  in  God, 

While  these  that  rebel  must  be  tasting  his  rod. 

10  The  friends  of  Cornelius  who  heard  Peter  . 

word, 
Believ'd  and  received  the  seal  of  the  Lord  ; 
The  Holy  Ghost  fell,  then  their  joys  did  arise,    I 
And  Peter  comraahdsthattheyshouldbebaptiz'd.; 

1 1  SkPauTsgreat  conversion  he  found  in  the  way,   - 
The  light  whichshonc- round  him  exceeded  the  day; 
Then  he  was  three  days,neither drank  nordideat, 
Yet  he  was  baptized  before  he  took  meat. 

1 2  We  read  where  three  thousand  believ'd  in  a  day. 
That  they  were  baptized  without  a  delay  ; 
The  house  of  the  jailor  believ'd  in  the  night, 
And  they  were  baptized  be-fore  it  wag  ligi    • 


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]  3  Forbear  then  to  censure  my  being  in  haste, 
Or  shew  me  an  instance  where  it  was  the  case, 
That  primitive  Christians  deferred  the  thing ; 
1  answer  my  conscience  to  Jesus  my  King. 

14  I'll  tell  you  how  gospel  appears  unto  me, 
And  pray  to  kind  Heaven  that  you  all  may  see|r\ 
But  thewiseand  the  prudent  'tis  hid  from  their  eyes, 
While  the  babes  of  the  kingdom  rejoice  in  the 

prize. 

15  Some  call  it  baptism  and  think  it  will  stand, 
A  few  drops  of  water  dropt  from  a  man's  hand, 
In  th'  face  of  the  infant  who's  under  the  curse, 
But  we  find  no  Scripture  which  proves  it  to  us. 

16  For  there's  no  being  bury'd  with  Christ  in 

this  case, 
For  Jordan  or  Enon  was  John's  chosen  place: 
Our  Lord  in  a  fountain,  John  did  him  baptize, 
And  Christ's  sweet  example  we  honor  and  prize. 

HYMN  28.  P.  M.   Shouting  God's  Praise. 
1    £\  GOD  my  heart  with  love  inflame, 
Vi*  That  I  may  in  thy  holy  name, 
Aloud  in  songs  of  prai&e  rejoice, 
Whiie  1  have  breath  to  raise  my  voice; 
Then  y/ill  I  shout,  then  will  I  sing, 
And  make  the  heavenly  arches  ring; 
I'll  sing  and  shout  forevermore 
On  that  eternal  happy  shore. 

•2  O  Jesus !  hope  of  glory,  come 

And  make  my  heart  thy  humble  home  ; 
For  the  short  remnant  of  my  days, 
I  long  to  sing  and  shout  thy  praise ; 
Lord,  give  me  now  a  heart  to  pray, 
And  live  rejoicing  C"ery  day ;  _ 

>r  to  give  thanks  in  every  thing, 
T#  sing  and  shout,  and  shout  and  sing. 


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3  When  on  my  dying  bed  I  lay, 

Lord,  give  me  strength  to  shout  and  praj , 

x\nd  praise  thee  with  my  latest  breath, 

Until  my  voice  is  lost  in  death  ; 

Then  sisters,  brothers,  shouting  come, 

My  bodv  follow  to  the  tomb  ; 

And  as  you  march  that  solemn  road, 

Sing  loud,  and  shout  the  praise  of  God. 

4  Then  you  below,  and  I  above, 

We'll  sing  and  shout  the  God  we  love, 

Until  that  great  and  solemn  day, 

"When  Christ  shall  call  our  slumbering  cla% 

Then  from  our  dusty  beds  we'll  spring, 

And  shout,  O  death  where  is  thy  sting  ? 

O  grave  where  is  thy  victory  ? 

We'll  shout  in  vast  eternity. 

5  Our  race  is  run,  we've  gain'd  the  prize. 
Then  will  the  Ruler  of  the  skies, 

\  ith  smiling  to  his  children  say, 
Come  reign  with  me  in  endless  day  ; 
Then  en  that  happy,  happy  shore, 
We'll  sing  and  shoot  forevermore : 
We'll  s;ng  and  shout,  and  shout  and  sing 
And  make  all  heaven  with  praises  rhv^. 

HYMN  29.   C.  M.   Pad's  Fare-, 

HEN  Paul  was  parted  from 
It  was  a  weeping  day  ; 
But  Jesus  made  them  ail  amends, 
And  wip'd  their  tears  away. 

Ere  long  they  meet  again  with  joy. 

Secure  no  more  to  part, 
Where  praises  every  tongue  employ. 

And  pleasure  fills  each  hear** 


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3  "Pfeus  all  the  preachers  of  his  grace 
Their  children  soon  shall  meet ; 
Together  see  their  Saviour's  face, 
And  worship  at  his  feet. 

'3  But  they  who  heard  his  word  in  vain, 
Tho'  oft  and  plainly  warn'd, 
Will  tremble  when  they  meet  again 
The  ministers  they  seorn'd. 

5  On  your  own  heads  your  blood  will  fall. 
If  any  perish  here  : 
The  preachers  who  have  told  you  all, 
Shall  standapprov'd  and  clear. 

€  Yet  Lord,  to  save  themselves  alone, 
fs  not  their  utmost  view  ; 
O  !  hear  their  prayer,  their  message  ow». 
And  save  their  hearers  too. 

HYMN  30.  P.  M. 

Meeting  before  the  Throne  of  God. 

1  /"10ME  on  my  fellow  pilgrims,  come 
\J    And  let  us  all  be  hast'ning  home^; 
We  soon  shall  land  on  yon  blest  shore, 
Where  pains  and  sorrows  are  no  more  : 
There  we  our  Jesus  shall  adore, 

•  Forever  blest-. 

2  What  though  our  way  to  Zion  be 
Beset  with  pain  and  poverty, 
What  though  temptations  us  assail, 
Though  foes  increase,  and  friends  do  fail, 
The  Lord's  our  friend,  we'll  cry  all  hail  ! 

Forever  blest. 

3  O  what  a  joyful  meeting,  when 
With  all  the  saints  and  righteous  men, 
And  with  the  numerous  angels  too, 


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We  sing  the  song  forever  new, 
And  still  have  Jesus  in  our  view, 

Forever  blest. 

4  No  period  then  our  joy  shall  know, 
Secure  from  every  mortal  foe  ; 
No  sickness  there,  nb  want  or  pain, 
Shall  e'er  disturb  our  rest  again, 
When  with  Immanuel  we  reign 

Forever  blest. 

HYMN  SI.  CM.    0  that  Iivcre  as  in  months  past- 

1  Q  WEET  was  the  time  when  first  I  felt 
IO   The  Saviour's  pard'ning  blood, 
Apply'd  to  cleanse  my  soul  from  guilt. 

And  bring  me  home  to  God. 

2  Soon  as  the  morn  the  light  reveal'd, 

His  praises  tun'd  my  tongue  ; 
And  when  the  evening  shades  prevail'd. 
His  love  was  all  my  song. 

3  In  vain  the  tempter  spread  his  wiles-,, 

The  world  no  more  could  charm  ; 
I  liv'd  upon  my  Saviour's  smiles, 
And  lean'd  upon  his  arm. 

4  In  prayer  my  soul  drew  near  the  Lord, 

And  saw  his  glory  shine  ; 
And  when  I  read  his  holy  word, 
I  call'd  each  promise  mine. 

3  Then  to  the  saints  I  often  spoke, 
Of  what  his  love  had  done ; 
But  now  my  heart  is  almost  broke, 
For  all  my  joys  are  gone. 
6  Now  when  the  evening  shade  prevails, 
My  soul  in  darkness  mourns  ; 
And  when  the  morning  reveals, 
No  light  to  me  returns, 
£  2 


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7  Mr  pray'rs  are  now  a  chatt 'ring  noiss, 
For  Jesus  hides  his  face  ; 
I  read — the  promise  meets  my  eyes, 
But  will  not  reach  my  case. 

Is  Now  Satan  threatens  to  prevail, 
And  make  my  soul  his  prey  ; 
Yet  Lord,  thy  mercies  cannot  fail, 
O  come  without  delay. 

HYMN  32.   P.  M.   What  thinlye  of  Chrui  1 

1  "W»7HAT  think  ye  of  Christ  ?  is  the  test, 

f  T    To  try  both  your  state  and  your  scheme- 
You  cannot  be  right  in  the  rest, 
Unless  you  think  rightly  of  him. 
As  Jesus  appears  in  your  view, 
As  he  is  beloved  or  not ; 
So  God  is  disposed  to  you, 
And  mercy  or  wrath  is  your  lot. 

2  Some  take  him  a  creature  to  be, 
A  man,  or  an  angel  at  most ; 

Sure  these  have  not  feelings  like  me, 

Nor  know  themselves  wretched  and  lost ; 

So  guilty,  so  helpless  am  I, 

I  could  not  confide  in  his  word; 

Nor  on  his  protection  rely, 

Unless  I  could  call  him  my  Lord. 
5  Some  call  him  a  Saviour  in  word, 

But  mix  their  own  works  with  the  plan ; 

And  hope  he  his  help  will  afford, 

When  they  have  done  all  that  they  can. 

If  doings  prove  rather  too  light, 

(A  little  they  own  they  may  fail) 

They  purpose  to  make  up  full  weight, 

By  casting  his  name  in  tke  scale. 
4  Some  style  him  the  pearl  of  great  pri«s 

And  say  he's  the  fountain  cf  joys ; 


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">.  et  feed  upon  folly  and  vice, 
And  cleave  to  the  world  2nd  its  toyb'i 
Like  Judas,  the  Saviour  they  kis», 
And  while  the)  salute  him/betray ; 

All !   what  will  profession  lilce  this. 
Avail  in  that  terrible  day. 

5  If  ask'd  what  of  Jesu9  I  think  ? 

Though  still  my  best  thoughts  are  tut  po«r^ 

1  say  he's  my  meat  and  my  drink, 

My  life,  and  mv  strength,  and  my  store  ; 

Mv  shepherd* my  husband,  my  friend, 

My  Saviour  from  sin  and  from  thrall; 

My  hope  from  beginning  to  end, 

My  portion,  my  Lord,  and  my  all. 

HYMN  33.  P.  M. 

An  Harvest)  or  End  of  the  V/urld. 

1   FipHE  fields  are  all  white,  the  harvest  is  near, 

Ji    The  angels   ail  with  their     .. 

appear, 

To  reap  down  the  wheat  and  gather  it  in  barns, 

Whilethewild  plants  of  nature  areleft  for  to  burn. 

9  Come  then,  O  my  soul  meditate  on  that  day, 
When  ail  things  in  nature  shall  cease  and  decay; 

t<  trump  :  shall  sound,the  angelo  ! 
To  reap  down  the  earth,  both  the  wheat  and  the 
tare. 

3  But  hear  the  sad  c&y  ascend  to  the  sky, 

Of  those  in  distress  that  have  no  where  to  fly  : 

They'll  call  for  the  rocks  and  mount .vios  t 

O-  their  wretched  souls  for  to  hide  them  withal. 

4  But  'twill  all  be  in  vain, the  mountains  will  flee. 
The  rocks  fly  like  hailstones  and  shall  no  more  he; 
The  earth  it  shall  quake,  the  seas  shall  retire 
And  the  solid  world  then  shall  be  all  on 


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$  But  hear  the  great  Judge  in  that  dread  alarm, 
Saying,  gather  my  saints,  bring  them  all  to  my 

arms,  [those, 

That  the  seven  last  plagues  may  be  pour'd  out  on 
Who  have  blasphem'd  my  name,  and  my  saints 

have  oppos'd. 

6  Then  O  wretched  sinners,  look  up  and  espy 
The  glorious  Redeemer  marching  down  the  sky, 
In  a  chariot  of  fire  to  the  earth  he  is  bound, 
Withaguard  of  bright  angelsattendinghimdown. 

7  Come  hither  ye  nations,  your  sentence  receive, 
No  longer  my  Spirit  shall  strive  and  be  griev'd  ; 
My  sentence  is  right,  my  judgment  is  just, 
Come  hither  ye  blest,  but  depart  all  ye  curst. 

8  O  sinners,  take  warning  and  seek  ye  the  Lord, 
I  have  not  been  jesting,  'tis  Jesus'  own  word, 
That  those  who  believe  in  glory  shall  stand, 
While  all  unbelievers  are  sure  to  be  damn'd. 

9  Now  farewell, I  leave  you  to  ponder  your  way, 
(May  the  Lord  seal  instruction  from  what  I  now 

say ; 

That  our  souls  to  God's  throne  may  be  pour  d 

out  in  prayer, 
That  wemay  beprepar'd  to  meet  Christ  in  the  air. 

HYMN  34.  L.  M. 

On  the  Myitery  of  Salvation. 

WHAT    a  glorious   mystery— wonder, 
wonder,  wonder, 
That  I  should  ever  saved  be;  wonder,  &c. 
No  heart  can  think,  no  tgague  can  tell,  cc:. 
The  love  of  God  unchangeable,  &c. 


o 


2  Great  mystery,  who  can  tell  why 
That  Christ  for  sinners  e'er  should  die  ; 


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That  he  should  leave  those  realms  of  bliss, 
And  die  for  sinners  on  the  cross. 

3  Great  mystery,  that  he  should  place 
His  love  on  those  of  Adam's  race  ; 
That  my  poor  soul  should  share  a  part, 
And  find  a  mansion  in  his  heart. 

4  Great  mystery  I  do  behold, 

That  God  should  ever  save  ray  soul  ; 
And  snatch  me  from  the  jaws  of  helL, 
The  greatness  of  his  love  to  tell. 

5  Why  was  I  not  still  left  behind, 
With  thousand  others  of  mankind  ; 
Who  run  the  dangerous,  sinful  race, 
And  die  and  never  taste  his  grace  ? 

6  'Twas  the  same  love  that  spred  thae  feast 
That  sweetly  brought  us  in  to  taste 

Of  heavenly  manna  from  above, 
Redeeming  grace  and  heavenly  love. 

7  Not  all  the  heavenly  host  can  scan 
The  glory  of  this  noble  plan  ! 

'Tis  wisdom  from  the  Father's  skill, 
And  60  remains  a  myst'ry  still. 

HYMN  35.     P.  M.     Union. 

I  TTEND  ye  saints  and  hear  me  tell, 
Jak     The  wonders  of  Immanuel ; 
Who  sav'd  me  from  a  burning  hell, 
And  brought  my  soul  with  him  to  dwell, 
And  feel  a  blessed  Union. 

2  At  first  he  saw  me  from  on  high. 
Beheld  my  soul  in  ruin  lie; 
He  iook'd  on  me  with  pitying  eye, 
And  said  to  me  as  he  pass'd  by, 
With  Ged  you  have  no  Union* 


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3  Then  I  began  to  mourn  and  cry, 
I  look'd  this  way  and  that  to  fly; 
It  griev'd  me  sore  that  1  must  die, 
I  strove  salvation  for  to  buy — 

But  still  I  had  no  Union. 

4  But  when  I  hated  every  sin, 
'Twas  then  my  Saviour  took  me  in, 
And  with  his  blood  did  wash  me  clean, 
And  O  !  what  seasons  I  have  seen, 

E'er  since  I  feit  this  Union. 

5  I  prais'd  the  Lord  both  night  and  day, 
From  house  to  house  I  went  to  pray  ; 
And  if  I  met  one  on  the  way, 

I  always  had  some  word  to  say 
About  this  blessed  Union. 

6  I  wonder  why  old  saints  dont  sing, 
And  praise  the  Lord  upon  the  wing, 
And  makes  the  heavenly  arches  ring, 
With  loud  hosannas  to  their  King, 

Who  brought  their  souls  to  Union, 

1  O  come  backsliders  come  away, 
And  learn  to  do  as  well  as  say  ; 
And  mind  to  watch  as  well  as  pray  : 
Come  bear  your  cross  from  day  to  day. 
And  then  you'll  feel  this  Union. 

8  Soon  we  shall  break  all  nature's  ties, 
On  wings  of  Jove  .our  sculs  shall  rise, 
And  shout  salvation  through  theskies0 
And  gain  the  mark  and  win  the  prize, 
And  feel  a  heavenly  Union. 

^9  Then  ev'ry  saint  that's  here  below 
Will  leave  these  cliaies  of  pain  and  wo 


And  they  will  home  to  glory  go  ; 
And  there  they'll  hear,  and  see  and  know;. 
And  feel  this  perfect  Union. 

10  There  we  the  glorious  Lamb  shall  see, 
Who  groan'd  and  dy'd  upon  the  tree, 
For  sinners  such  as  you  and  me, 

That  we  might  his  salvation  see, 
And  feel  a  heavenly  Union. 

11  When  we  recount  Hfs's  dangers  o'er, 
Review  the  labours  which  we  bore; 
And  see  ourselves  safe  oh  the  shore, 
With  love  our  Conqu'ror  we'll  adore, 

And  feel  increasing  Union. 

1 2  When  countless  years  have  roll'd  aw  if) 
Our  vigour  suflf'ring  no  decay, 

We'll  all  as  one  with  rapture  say, 
We  still  remember  well  the  dav 
Our  60uls  first  felt  this  Union. 

1 3  Reign  glorious  Jesus,  reign  on  high, 
'Tis  thou  that  brought  us  rebels  nigh  : 
We'll  shout  Redemption  through  the  sky 
And  praise  thee  to  eternity, 

For  such  a  glorious  Union. 

14  The  hosts  of  heaven  shall  all  unite 
In  purest  strains  of  symphony  ; 
And  shout  eternal  glory  be 

To  him  who  dwells  iu  endless  light. 
Crying  O  this  glorious  Union. 

HYMN  36.     L.  M. 
At  a  Church  Meeting  before  Experiancsr. 

1   VOW  we  are  met  in  holy  fear 
i^l    To  hear  the  fcappy  taints  declare 


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The  free  compassions  of  a  God, 
The  virtues  of  a  Saviour's  blood. 

2  Jesus  assist  them  now  to  tell, 

What  they  have  felt  and  now  do  feel  • 
O  Saviour  help  them  to  express 
The  wonders  of  triumphant  grace. 

3  While  to  the  Church  they  freely  own 
What  for  their  souls  the  Lord  hath  done. 
We'd  join  to  praise  eternal  love, 

And  heighten  all  the  joys  above. 

HYMN  87.     C.  M.     After  Experiences, 

1  TT|EAR  Saviour  we  rejoice  to  hear 
_Iu7      Poor  sinners  sweetly  tell, 
How  thou  art  pleas'd  to  save  from  sin, 
From  sorrow,  death  and  hell. 

1  Lord  we  unite  to  praise  thy  name, 
For  grace  so  freely  giv'n  ; 
Still  may  they  keep  in  Zion's  road, 
And  dwell  at  last  in  heaven. 

HYMN  38.     C.  M. 

Taking  persons  into  the  Church. 

1  |^|  WITH  what  pleasure  we  behold 
vJ  Sinners  to  Canaan  move, 
Leaving  the  fleeting  things  of  earth 

For  greater  things  above. 

2  These  saints  have  openly  confess'd 

The  great  Immanuel's  name  ; 
And  with  delight  the  Church  receives 
The  lovers  of  the  Lamb. 

3  Lord  may  they  ever  live  to  thee, 

And  grow  in  heavenly  love  ; 
Still  may  they  fight  the  fight  of  faith. 
Till  crown'd  with  those  above. 


HYMN  39.     L.  M.     Tie  same, 

i  fjpIIESE    honour'd    saints    redeemed    by 
blood, 
Now  join  the  happy  church  of  God  . 
Drawn  by  the  cords  of  love  and  grace, 
Jn  Zion  now  they  take  their  place. 

2  With  pleasure  we  the  saints  behold, 
Joining  the  great  Redeemer's  fold  ; 
?/Iay  we  with  them  forever  prove 
A  gospel  Church,  the  house  of  love. 

HYMN  40.  P.  M.    Christ  a  friend. 

1  "^-§"Y  Christ  is  my  friend, 
Jl  1,     To  him  I  attend, 

And  on  his  great  friendship  would  ever  depend. 

2  When  I'm  in  distress, 
He  speaks  my  release, 

And  fills  my  whole  soul  with  unspeakable  peace. 

3  On  him  I  would  gaze, 
And  spend  all  my  days, 

In  praisinghis  name  who  such  friendship  displays. 

4  Through  grace  I  intend 
To  cleave  to  my  friend, 

And  I  with  my  Lord  to  yon  throne  shall 

5  And  there  sing  aloud 
The  friendship  of  God, 

Raise  high  hallelujahs  to  Jesus'  blood. 

6  In  each  joyful  sound 
His  favours  resound, 

And  in  the  sweet  music  my  joys  shall  abound. 
HYMN  41.    P.M.   The  Lord  zvill  provide. 


1  YE  trv'd  son's  of  God, 
X      Ye  still  sh 


shall  have  food. 
Your  trials  and  sorrows  shall  all  work  for  good, 


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2  In  Jesus  confide, 
He'll  always  provide ; 

You  never  can  want  while  the  Lord's  on  your  side. 

3  Look  through  the  dark  cloud, 

Tc  God  cry  aloud,  [food. 

Who  knows  when  and  how  to  supply  thee  with 

4  He  views  all  your  cares, 
He  sees  all  your  tears, 

And  when  help  is  wanted,  he  always  appears. 

|     5  He  form'd  us  anew, 

And  all  things  will  do  ; 
And  we  shall  see  wonders  the  wilderness  through. 

6  He  comes  from  above, 
With  blessings  of  love, 
And  we  .shall  forever  his  faithfulness  prove. 

HYMN  42.  C.  M.     Reign  of  Christ. 

\    J  |  ASTEN  O  Lard  the  latter  day, 
JL_k-  When  grace  shall  reign  alone  ; 
And  all  the  nations  of  the  world, 
Shall  bow  before  thy  throne. 

:?  Then  shall  pure  converts  crowd  thy  gates., 
Press  to  the  gospel  sound  ; 
And  grace  eternal  sweetly  shine, 
Tc  rkyish  all  around. 

3  Then  shall  the  watchmen  of  the  Lamb, 

Raise  the  dear  cross  on  high  ; 
And  from  a  clear  refulgent  light, 
Shall  all  see  eye  to  eye. 

4  Now  shall  the  glorious  gospel  fly, 
To  sound  the  Saviour  forth  ; 

And  faith,  and  love,  and  joys  divine. 
Shall  run  thorough  ai!  the  earth. 


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•  h  en  war  shall  cease,  and  wrath  subside,. 

And  peace  immortal  flow; 
And  saints  unite  in  joy  and  peace, 
And  glory  reign  below. 

6  Lord,  we  would  bless  thee  for  a  ray. 
Of  such  triumphant  grace, 
That  leads  to  everlasting  day, 
And  pure  eternal  bliss. 

HYMN   43.   C.  M.      In  Me  ye  shall  have  Peace, 

1   ^%~E  saints  attend  the  Saviour's  voice, 
Jl    Spoke  in  his  word  of  grace; 
He  says,  and  in  it  O  rejoice  ! 
In  me  ye  shall  have  peace. 

•2  Though  storms  and  tempests  round  you  roar. 
And  foes  and  fears  increase  ; 
He  says,  and  what  cou'd  he  say  more  ? 
In  me  ye  shall  have  peace. 

3  What  though  afflictions  still  abound, 

Nor  do  temptations  cease; 
He  say-,  and  O  how  sweet  the  sound  ! 
In  me  ye  shall  have  peace. 

4  What  though  your  hearts  with  sorrow  bleed, 

And  sighs  and  tears  increase  ; 
He  says,  and  O  i   'tis  true  indeed  ! 
In  me  ye  shall  have  peace. 

5  What  though  corruptions  dwell  within,      • 

Nor  does  the  conflict  cease  ; 

He  says,  in  spite  of  hell  and  sin, 

In  me  ye  shall  have  peace. 

6  Though  you  shall  pass  through  death's  «old 

To  gain  your  wish'd  release  ;  [flood. 

Ke  says,  and  sure  he'll  make  it  good, 
-■  ye  shall  have  peace. 


u 

7  When  you  his  face  in  glory  view, 
Where  joy  can  ne'er  decrease  ; 
Eternity  shall  prove  it  true, 
In  him  ye  shall  have  peace. 

HYMN  44.  C.  M.     Fellowship  ivitb  God. 

1  IT^ROM  all  that's  mortal,  all  that's  vain, 
A     And  from  this  earthly  clou  : 

Arise  my  soul  and  strive  to  gain, 
Sweet  fellowship  with  God. 

2  Say,  what  is  there  beneath  the  skies, 

In  all  the  paths  thoa'st  trod  ; 
Can  suit  thy  wishes  or  thy  ioys, 
Like  fellowship  with  God. 

3  Not  life,  nor  all  the  toys  of  art, 

Nor  pleasure's  flow'ry  road  ; 
Can  to  my  soul  such  bliss  impart, 
As  fellowship  with  God. 

4  Not  health,  nor  friendship  here  below. 

Nor  wealth  that  golden  load  ; 
Can  such  delight  or  comfort  show, 
As  fellowship  with  God. 

5  When  I  am  made  in  love  to  bear, 

Affliction's  neediui  rod ; 
.Light,  sweet  and  kind  the  strokes  appear, 
Through  fellowship  with  God. 

G  In  fierce  temptation's  fiery  blasts, 
Or  dark  desertion's  road  ; 
I'm  happy  if  1  can  but  taste, 
Some  fellowship  with  God. 

7  So  when  the  icy  hand  of  death, 
Shall  chill  my  flowing  blood  ; 
With  joy  I'll  yield  my  latest  breath* 
?n  fellowship  with  God> 


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a  I  at  last  to  heaven  ascend, 
And  gain  my  Most  abode; 
There  an  eternity  HI  spend, 
In  fellowship  with  God. 

HYMN  45.  L.M. 

Tcur  Bodies  are  Tefnptcs  of  the  Holy  Ghoit: 

1  'FJROFESSED  followers  of  the  Lamb, 
JL     Hark  to  his  word  and  bless  his  name  ; 
Your  bodies  if  in  him  you  trust, 

Are  temples  of  the  Holy  Ghost. 

2  Let  this  important,  solemn  truth, 
Dwell  on  your  minds  in  age  and  youth  ; 
Be  this  your  honour  and  your  boast, 
You're  temples  of  the  Holy  Ghost. 

3  As  such  let  all  your  conduct  be, 
From  hiat,  and  pride,  and  folly  free  ; 
Remember  what  your  bodies  cost, 
As  temples  cf  the  Holy  Ghost. 

4  Let  gravity  and  holiness, 

A  modest,  plain,  and  decent  drees, 

And  Christ's  bright  robe3  adorn  you  most,' 

As  temples  of  the  Holy  Ghost. 

5  Set  his  example  in  your  view, 
Be  this  the  pattern  you  pursue  ; 
Think,  as  his  body,  so  your's  must, 
Be  temples  of  the  Holy  Ghost. 

W  Ere  long  your  happy  change  will  come, 
And  dea'Ji  will  bring  your  spirits  home; 
And  Christ  shall  guard  your  sleeping  dust;-, 
As  temples  of  the  Holy  Ghost. 

7  When  the  last  trumpet  shakes  the  sides, 
Bright  shall  yuur  bodies  then  ari?e ; 
Av.il  joy.ul  join  the  heavenly  host, 
As  t>.  .i;  L  .  of  she  Holv  Ghoafei 


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HYMN  46.  L.M. 
For  be  is  thy  Lord,  and  Worship  thou  Him: 

\    I'ltNCE  more  dear  brethren  join  to  singj 
\3>    Jesus  our  Lord,  our  heavenly  King ; 
His  praise  proclaim  with  sweet  accord, 
And  worship  him,  for  he's  your  Lord. 

2  Unite  to  shew  his  glory  forth, 
Sing  of  his  excellence  and  worth  ; 
His  loving  kindness  hpre  record, 
And  worship  him,  for  he's  your  Lord*, 

3"  O  trust  and  triumph  in  his  name, 
Jesus  unchangeably  the  same  ; 
His  name  shall  endless  joys  afford, 
Then  worship  him,  for  he's  your  Lorcft 

4  O  make  his  praise  in  all- you  do, 
Your  blessedness  and  bus'ness  too  ! 
This  as  your  sweet  employ  regard, 
To  worship  him,  for  he's  your  Lord. 

5  Before  him  walk  in  humble  faith, 
And  in  him  trust  in  life  and  death ; 
Worthy  is  he  to  be  ador'd, 

Then  worship  him,  for  he's  your  Lord. 

6  Though  from  each  other  here  we  part, 
With  him  we  trust  we're  join'd  in  heart  j 
He's  our  exceeding  great  reward, 

And  him  we'll  worship  as  our  Lord. 

7  Ere  long  our  happy  souls  shall  meet, 
In  glory  boundless  and  complete; 
And  there  according  to  his  word, 
Forever  worship  him  our  Lord. 

HYMN  47.  L.  M. 
The  Breaker  is  come  up  before  Them. 
I    O ING  the  dear  Saviour's  glorious  fame, 
KJ  Who  bears  the  Breaker's  wond'rousname  ^ 


■!' 


Sweet  same  !  and  it  becomes  him  well, 

%  Who  breaks  down  sin,  guilt,  death  and  hell» 
-  A  mighty  Breaker  sure  is  he, 

He  broke  my  chains  and  set  me  free ; 

A  gracious  Breaker  to  my  soul, 

He  breaks,  and  Oh  !  he  maka6  me  whole* 

;3  He  breaks  through  ev'ry  gloomy  cloud, 
Which  can  my  soul  with  darkness  shroud; 
He  breaks  the  ev'rv  crafty  snare, 
Which  hellish  foes  for  me  prepare. 

4  He  breaks  the  gates  of  harden'd  brass, 
To  bring  his  faithful  word  to  pass: 
And  though  with  pond'rous  iron  barr'd, 
The  Breaker's  love  they  can't  retard. 

5  Great  Breaker  !  O  thy  love  impart, 
Daily  to  break  my  stony  heart  ; 

O  break  it  Lord  and  enter  in, 

And  break,  O  break  the  power  of  sic. 

«  Break  out  and  shine  upon  my  soul, 

One  look  from  thee  will  make  me  wholes 
Break  through  my  foes  to  my  relief, 
And  break,  O  break  my  unbelief. 

7  Break  down  my  self-sufficient  pride-, 

And  let  me  at  thy  feet  abide  ; 
y  .  And  there  adore  thee,  mighty  Lord, 
"  Who  never,  never  breaks  thy  word. 
I  By  thee  I'll  break  through  ev'ry  foe, 

And  joyful  on  my  way  I'll  go  ; 

By  thee  I'll  break  death's  cold  embrace; 

And  mount  to  heaven  and  see  thy  face, 

»  There  has  my  King  pass'd  on  before, 
And  there  forever  I'll  adcre ; 
And  in  eternity  I'll  raise, 
My  song  to  this  great  Breaker's  praise 


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HYMN  4S.  L.  M. 

Which  were  born  not  of  blood,  nor   of  thi  ivill  of  thjk 

fesh,  nor  of  the  ivill  of  man,  bid  of  Gqd. 

1  k  8SIST  my  soul,  my  heavenly  King, 
jffL  Thine  everlasting  love  to  sing; 
And  joyfui  spread  thy  praise  abroad, 

As  one  through  grace  that's  born  of  God. 

2  No,  it  was  not  the  will  of  man, 

My  soul's  new  heavenly  birth  began  ; 
Nor  will,  nor  pow'r  of  flesh  and  blood, 
That  turn'd  my  heart  from  sin  to  God. 

3  Herein  let  self  be  all  abas'd, 

And  heavenly  love  alone  confess'd  ; 
This  be  my  song  through  all  the  road, 
That  born  I  am,  and  born  of  God. 

4  O  may  this  love  my  soul  constrain, 
To  make  returns  of  love  again  ; 
That  I,  while  earth  is  my  abode, 
May  live  like  one  that's  born  of  God. 

5  May  I  thy  praises  daily  shew, 
Who  hath  created  all  things  new; 
And  wash'd  me  in  a  Saviour's  blood, 
To  prove  that  1  am  born  of  God. 

6  Lead  me  O  Lord  in  all  thy  ways, 
Guard  me  O  Lord  through  all  my  days  ; 
O  make  thy  word  my  rule  and  rod, 

To  walk  like  one  that's  born  of  God. 

7  And  when  th'  appointed  hour  shall  come, 
That  thou  wilt  call  me  to  my  home  ; 
Joyful  I'll  pass  the  chilling  flood, 
And  die  as  one  that's  born  of  God. 

8  Then  shall  my  soul  triumphant  rise, 
To  its  bless'd  mansion  in  the  skies ; 
And  in  that  glorious  bright  abode, 
Ssng  there  as  oj|e  that's  born  of  God- 


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HYMN   49.   C.  M.      On  the  Millennial. 


fcT 


-IAT  glorious  day  is  drawing  nigh, 
When  Zion's  light  shall  come  ; 
She  shall  arise  and  shine  on  high, 
Bright  as  the  ri 


sine  sun 


The  east  and  west  their  sons  resign. 

And  all  creation  bend  ; 
The  church,  the  new  Jerusalem, 

All  glorious  shall  descend. 

2  The  King  who  wears  the  golden  crown, 

And  holds  the  flaming  bow, 
The  holy  city  shall  bring  down, 

And  bless  his  church  below. 
When  Zion's  reigning,  conquering  King, 

.->hall  Satan's  works  destroy, 
The  morning  stars  again  will  sing, 

And  Zion  shout  for  joy  ! 

3  The  holy  bright  musician  band, 

Who  play  on  harps  of  gold, 
In  holy  order  see  they  stand, 

Fair  Salem  to  behold. 
Descending  on  sweet  melting  strains, 

Jehovah  they  adore, 

•ch  s.outs  through  earth's  extensive  plaias 
Were  never  heard  before. 

1  Let  Satan  rage  and  boast  no  more, 
Nor  think  his  time  is  long, 
The  saints  though  feeble,  weak  and  poor. 

Their  great  Redeemer's  strong. 
In  storms  he  is  their  hiding  place, 

A  covert  from  the  wind, 
A  fountain  in  the  wilderness, 
Quite  thro'  this  weary  land, 
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B  The  streams  of  life  will  flow  from  heaye*, 

And  issue  from  the  throne  ; 
The  floods  of  strife  away  are  driv'n ; 

the  church  becomes  but  one. 
That  peaceful  union  we  shall  know, 

And  dwell  on  Jesus'  love, 
And  shout  and  sing  his  praise  below, 

As  angels  do  above. 

•  A  thousand  years  shall  roll  around, 

The  church  shall  be  complete, 
Call'd  by  the  glorious  trumpet's  sound, 

Their  Saviour  Christ  to  meet : 
They  rise  with  joy  and  mount  on  high. 

They  fly  to  Jesus'  arms, 
And  gaze  with  wonder  and  delight 

On  their  Beloved's  charms. 

1  Like  apples  fair  his  beauties  are, 

To  feed  and  cheer  the  mind, 
No  earthly  fruit  can  so  recruit, 

Noi  flaggons  full  of  wine. 
Their  troubles  o'er  they  grieve  no  more, 

But  sing  in  strains  of  joy, 
In  raptures  sweet,  in  bliss  complete, 

They  feast  and  never  cloy. 


HYMN  50.  P.M.     livill  trust  and  ntt  b 
I  "O  EGONE  unbelief, 
«I3  My  Saviour  is  near. 
And  for  my  relief 
Will  surely  appear  % 
By  prayer  let  me  wrestle} 
And  he  will  perform  ; 
"With  Christ  in  the  ves&eJj 
1  smile  at  the  gorss. 


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2  Tho'  dark  be  my  way, 

^^    Since  he  is  my  guide, 
I   'Tis  mine  to  obey, 
'Tis  his  to  provide  : 
Though  cisterns  be  broken, 
And  creatures  all  fail, 
The  word  he  has  spoken 
Will  surely  prevail. 

9  His  love  in  time  past 
Forbids  me  to  think, 
He'll  leave  me  at  last 
In  troubel  to  sink  ; 
Each  sweet  Eben-ezex 
I  have  in  review, 
Confirms  his  good  pleasure 
To  help  me  quite  through, 

I   Being  willing  to  save, 
He  watch'd  o'er  my  path, 
When  Satan's  blind  slave, 
I  sported  with  death  ; 
And  can  he  have  taught  me 
To  trust  in  his  name, 
And  thus  far  have  brought  me 
To  put  me  to  shame  ? 

|Why  should  I  complain 
>f  want  or  distress, 
Temptation  or  pain  ? 
He  told  me  no  less  ; 
The  heirs  of  salvation, 
I  know  Irom  his  word, 
Through  much  tribulatiom 
Must  follow  their  Lord. 
6  How  bitter  the  cup, 
No  heart  can  conceive, 


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Which  he  drank  quite  up, 
That  sinners  might  live  i 
His  way  was  much  rougher 
And  darker  than  mine  ; 
Did  Jesus  thus  suffer, 
And  shall  I  repine  ? 

Since  all  that  I  meet 
Shall  work  for  my  good, 
The  bitter  is  sweet, 
The  med'cine  is  food  ; 
Though  painful  at  present, 
'Twill  eertse  before  long 
And  then,  Oh  how  pleasant 
The  conquerer's  song  ! 


HYMN  51.  L.M.     Farewell. 

1  T^&REWELL  my  brethren  in  the  Lord 
Jl     The  gospel  sounds  the  jubilee  ; 

My  stammering  tongue  shall  sound  aloud, 

From  land  to  land,  from  sea  to  sea  :, 
And  as  I  preach  from  place  to  place, 
I'll  trust  alone  in  God's  free  grace. 

2  Farewell  in  bonds  and  union  dear, 

Like  strings  you  twine  about  my  heal 
I  humbly  beg  your  earnest  prayer, 

Till  we  shall  meet  no  more  to  part .; 
Till  we  shall  meet  in  heav'n  above, 
Encircled  in  eternal  love. 

£  Farewell  my  earthly  friends  below, 
Although  so  kind  and  dear  to  me$ 
My  Jesus  calls,  and  I  must  go 

To  sound  the  gospel  jubilee ; 
To  sound  the  joy  and  bear  the  news 
To  Gentile  men  and  royal  Jew*. 


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4  Farewell  young  people  one  and  all, 

^^   While  G    i  ivill  give  me  breath  to  breathe, 

M!  praj  to  the  Eternal  All 
^^  That  your  dear  souls  in  Christ  may  live; 
That  your  de.-r  soul-  prepar'd  may  be 
To  dwell  in  bli^s  eternally. 

5  Farewell  to  all  below  the  sun  ; 

And  as  1  pass  in  tears  below, 
The  path  is  straight,  my  feet  shall  run; 

And  God  will  keep  me  as  1  go — 
And  God  will  keep  me  in  his  hand, 
And  bring  me  to  the  promis'd  land. 

»  Farewell,  farewell !  I  look  above  ; 

Jesus  my  iriend  to  thee  I  call  ; 
My  joy  my  crown,  my  only  love, 

My  safeguard  here,  my  heaven,  my  all ; 
My  theme  to  preach,  my  song-  to  sing, 
My  only  hope  in  death — Amen. 

HYMN  52.  P.  M.   Tie  Christian 's  Spiritual  Voyage. 

1  TESUS  3t  thy  command, 
*3  I  launch  into  the  deep; 
And  leave  my  native  land, 

.^  Where  sin  lulls  -all  asleep. 
^^Tor  thee  I  would  the  world  resign, 
Hf^nd  sail  to  heaven  with  thee  and  thine. 

2  Thou  art  my  pilot  wise  ; 
My  compass  is  ihy  word  : 
My  soul  each  storm  defies, 
While  I  have  such  a  Lord  ! 

I  trust  thy  faithfulness  and  power 
To  save  me  in  the  trying  hour. 

3  Though  recks  and  quicksands  deep 
Through  all  my  passage  lie, 


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Yet  Christ  will  safely  keep, 

And  guide  me  with  his  eye ; 

My  anchor  hope  shall  firm  abide, 
And  ev'ty  boist'xous  storm  outride. 

4  By  faith  I  see  the  land, 

The  port  of  endless  rest : 

My  soul  thy  sails  expand, 

And  fly  to  Jesus'  breast ! 

O  may  I  reach  the  heavenly  shore, 
Where  winds  and  waves  distress  no  more, 

Ji  Whene'er  becalm'd  I  lie, 
And  storms  forbear  to  toss, 
Be  thou  dear  Lord  still  nigh, 
Lest  I  should  suffer  loss  : 

For  more  the  treach'rous  calm  I  dread^ 
Than  tempests  bursting  o'er  my  head. 

v  Come  Holy  Ghost  and  blow 

A  prosperous  gale  of  grace, 

Waft  me  from  all  below, 

To  heaven  my  destin'd  place  ; 

Then  in  full  sail  my  port  I'll  find, 
And  leave  the  world  and  sin  behind. 

HYMN  53.  P.M.  Fountain  opened  for  Siting 

1  rf^riE  fountain  of  Christ, 
-1-    Lord  help  us  to  sing-, 
The  blood  of  our  Priest, 
Our  crucify'd   King ; 
The  fountain  that  cleanses 
From  sin  and  from  filth, 
And  richly  dispenses, 
Salvation  and  health. 

'2  This  fountain  so  dear. 
He'll  freelv  impart  ! 


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Wiien  pierc'd  by  the  spear, 
It  flow'd  from  his  heart. 
\    With  blood  and  with  water. 
The  first  to  atone, 
To  cleanse  us  the  latter  ; 
The  fountain's  but  one. 

3  This  fountain  from  guilt 
Not  only  makes  pure, 
And  gives,  soon  as  felt, 
Infallible  cure  ; 

But  if  guilt  removed, 
Return  and  remain, 
Its  pow'r  may  be  proved 
Again  and  again. 

4  This  fountain  unseal'd 
Stands  open  for  all 
Who  long  to  be  heal'd, 
The  great  and  the  small : 
Here's  strength  for  the  weakly 
That  hither  are  led  ; 

Here's  health  for  the  sickly, 
And  life  for  the  dead. 

5  This  fountain  though  rich, 

»From  charge  is  quite  clear, 
The  poorer  the  wretch 
The  welcome r  here  : 
Come  needy  and  guilty, 
.   Come  loathsome  and  bare  ; 
Though  lep'rous  and  filthy, 
Come  just  as  you  are. 

S  This  fountain  in  vain 
Has  never  been  try'd. 
It  takes  out  all  stain. 
Whenever  apply'ii  : 


6 


The  fountain  flows  sweetly 
With  virtue  divine, 
To  cleanse  souls  completely, 
Though  leprous  as  mine. 

HYMN  54.  P.  M.    Free  Grace. 

1  fflHE  voice  of  free  grace  cries  escape  to 

JL  the  mountain, 

For  Adam's  lost  race  Christ  has  open'd  a  fountain,    - 
For  sin  and  transgression  and  every  pollution, 
His  blond  it  flows  freely  in  plenteous  salvation. 
Hallelujah    to   the   Lamb   through    whom 
we've  found  pardon,  [Jordan. 

We'll  praise  him  again  when  we  pass  over 

2  That  fountain  so  clear  in  which  all  may  find 

pardon, 
From  Jesus'  side  flows  a  plenteous  redemption; 
Though  your  sins  were  increas'd   as   high   as  a 

mountain, 
His  blood  it  flows  freely  in  streams  of  salvation. 
Hallelujah,  &c. 

3  O  !  Jesus  ride  on.  thy  kingdom  is  glorious, 
Over  sin,  death  and  hell,  thou  wilt  make  us  vie 

torious  :  [tio 

Thy  name  shall  be  prais'd  in  the  great  congre 
And  saints  shall  delight  in  ascribing  salvation, 
Hallelujah,  &c. 

4  When  on  Zion  we  stand,  having  gain'd  the 

blest  shore, 
With  our  harps  in  our  hands  we'll  praise  him 

evermore ; 
We'll  range  the  bless'd  fields  on  the  banks  of  the 
And  sing  hallelujahs  forever  and  ever,      [river. 
Hallelujah,  &e. 


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HYMN  55.  P.  M.  Prepare  to  meet  thy  Gcf, 

I    O  INNER  are  you  still  secure  ? 
©   Wilt  thou  still  refuse  to  pray  ? 
Can  thy  heart  or  hands  endure 

In  the  Lord's  avenging  day  ? 
See  his  mighty  arm  is  barr'd  ! 

Awful  terrors  clothe  his  brow  ! 
For  his  judgment  stand  prepar'd, 

Thou  must  either  break  or  bow. 

•2  At  his  presence  nature  shakes, 

Earth  affrighted  hastes  to  flee  ; 
Solid  mountains  melt  like  wax, 

What  will  then  become  of  thee  ? 
Who  his  advent  may  abide  ? 

You  that  glory  in  your  shame, 
Will  you  find  a  place  to  hide 

When  the  world  is  wrapp'd  in  flame  ? 

3  Then  the  great,  the  rich,  the  wise, 

Trembling,  guilty,  self-condemn'd, 
Must  behold  the  wrathful  eyes 

Of  the  Judge  they  once  blasphem'd 
Where  are  now  their  haughty  looks  ? 

Oh!  their  horror  and  despair  ! 
When  they  see  the  open'd  books, 

And  their  dreadful  sentence  hear. 

4  Lord  prepare  us  by  thy  grace  ! 

Soon  must  we  resign  our  breath; 
And  our  souls  be  call'd  to  pass 

Through  the  iron  gate  of  death  : 
Let  us  now  our  day  improve, 

Listen  to  the  gospel  voice, 
Seek  the  things  that  are  above, 

Scorn  the  world's  pretended  joys, 
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5  Oh  !  when  flesh  and  heart  shall  fail, 

Let  thy  love  our  spirits  cheer  : 
Strengthen'd  thus,  we  shall  prevail 

Over  sat  an,  sin  and  fear. 
Trusting  in  thy  precious  name, 

May  we  thus  our  journey  end, 
Then  our  foes  shall  lose  their  aim, 

And  the  Judge  will  be  our  friend. 

HYMN  56.  P.  M.    Regeneration. 

i  'ITTAK'D  by  the  gospel's  powerful  sound 
?  ?     My  soul  in  sin  and  thrall  1  found, 
Expos  d  to  dreadful  wo  ; 
Eternal  truth  did  loud  proclaim 
The  sinner  must  be  born  again, 
Or  down  to  ruin  go. 

-S  Surpris'd  indeed,  I  could  not  tell 
Which  way  to  shun  the  gates  of  hell, 

To  which  1  then  drew  near  ! 
J  strove,  alas  !  but  all  in  vain  ; 
The  sinner  must  be  born  again 

Still  sounded  in  my  ear. 

S  1  to  the  law  then  ran  for  help, 
But  still  I  felt  the  weight  of  guilt, 

And  no  relief  1  found; 
While  sin  my  burthen'd  soul  did  pain, 
The  sinner  must  be  born  again, 
Did  ioud  as  thunder  sound. 

4  God's  justice  then  I  did  behold, 
And  guilt  lay  heavy  on  my  soul, 

It  was  a  dreadful  load  ; 
This  solemn  truth  did  still  remain. 
The  sinner  must  be  born  again, 

Or  feel  the  wrath  of  Ged, 


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5  I  heard  some  tell  how  Christ  did  give; 
His  life  to  let  the  sinner  live ; 

But  him  i  could  not  see ; 
I  read  my  Bible,  it  was  plain, 
The  sinner  must  be  born  again, 

Or  die  eternally. 

6  But  as  my  soul  with  dying  breath, 
Lay  gasping  near  the  second  death, 

Christ  Jesus  1  did  see; 
Free  grace  and  pardon  he  proclaim'd, 
I  trust  I  then  was  born  again, 

In  gospel  liberty. 

7  Not  angels  in  the  world  above, 

Nor  saints  couhi  plow  with  greater  loveA 

Than  what  my  soul  enjpy'd  ; 
My  soul  did  mount  on  eagle's  wings, 
And  olory,  glory,  1  did  siug 

To  Jesus  my  dear  Lord. 

8  Now  with  the  saints  I'll  join  to  tell 
How  Jesus  sav'd  my  soul  from  hell, 

To  sing  redeeming  love  ; 
Ascribe  the  glory  to  the  Lamb, 
The  sinner  now  is  born  again, 

To  dwell  with  Chrfst  above. 

HYMN  57.  P.  M.    Calvary. 

1  QEE  the  Lord  of  glory  dying, 

O   See  him  gasping,  hear  him  crying, 
See  his  burden'd  bosom  heave  ; 
Look  ye  sinners,  ye  who  hung  him, 
Look  how  deep  your  sins  have  stung  him  • 
Dying  sinners  look  and  live. 

2  See  the  rocks  and  mountains  shaking. 
Earth  unto  her  centre  quaking, 
Nature's  groans  awake  the  dead ; 


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Look  on  Phoebus  struck  with  wonder. 
While  the  peals  of  legal  thunder, 
Smite  the  blest  Redeemer's  head. 

3  Heaven's  bright  melodious  legions, 
Chanting  to  the  tuneful  regions, 
Cease  to  trill  the  quiv'ring  string. 
Songs  seraphic  all  suspended, 
Till  the  mighty  war  is  ended 

By  the  all  victorious  King. 

4  Hell  and  all  the  powers  infernal, 
Vanquished  by  the  King  eternal, 
When  he  pour'd  the  vital  flood  ; 

By  his  groans  which  shook  creation, 
Lo!  we  sound  the  proclamation, 
Peace  and  pardon  through  his  blood. 

5  Shout  ye  saints  with  admiration, 
Fill  with  songs  the  wide  creation. 
Since  he's  risen  from  the  grave  ; 
Shout  with  joy  and  acclamation, 
To  the  Rock  of  your  salvation, 
Who  alone  has  power  to  save. 

6  Bear  with  patience  tribulation, 
Overcoming  all  temptation, 
Till  the  glorious  jubilee; 

Soon  he'll  come  with  bursts  of  thunder. 
Then  shall  we  adore  and  wonder, 
Singing  on  the  highest  key. 

^  See  the  blissful  scene  before  us, 
Join  the  universal  chorus, 
Bid  the  flowing  numbers  rise ; 
Songs  immortal  sweetly  sounding^ 
Notes  angelic  loud  rebounding, 
Trembling  round  the  vocal     : 


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HYMN  58.  P.  M.  The  Christian  Salutat'w. 

1  TpEACE  be  unto  this  house, 

JL     The  Son  of  Peace  draw  near  ; 

But  has  my  Master's  Son 

A  tabernacle  here -. 

If  so,  then  I  will  here  remain, 

If  not,  adieu,  I'll  go  again. 

2  My  Master  sent  me  here, 
His  Sen  a  bride  to  find, 

If  to  him  you  appear, 

If  to  him  you  are  kind  ; 

If  so,  come  go  with  me  to  dav, 

If  not,  I'll  go  another  way. 

4  Lord  send  thy  Spirit  forth, 
Incline  the  heart  also  ; 
Lord  grant  Rebecca's  voice, 
I  with  the  man  will  go  ; 
'Twou'd  make  thy  servants  all  rejoice, 
To  hear  one  speak  with  such  a  voice. 

HYMN  59.   P.  M.   The  Pilgrims  Song. 

1  |^OME  a!!  ye  dear  souls  who  are  of  Adam'* 
\J  Join  with  me  to  seek  salvation  :  [loins, 
With  hearts  fill'd  with  friendship  let  us  all 
And  seek  for  the  land  of  Canaan.      [combine, 

Canaan,  Canaan,  my  happy  home, 
O  how'  I  long  for  Canaan. 

2  We  have  a  little  sister,  she's  lately  converted, 
She  brings  good  news  from  Canaan; 

Her  soul's  fill'd  with  Jesus,  the  world  she's  de- 
Andnowshelivesshouting  Upraising,  [serted. 

Cinaan,  Canaan,  my  happy  home, 

O  how  I  long  for  Canaan. 

3  Once  I  did  mourn,  but  now  I  will  sing; 
And  praise  my  God  and  Saviour ; 


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Until  in  the  realms  of  my  heavenly  King. 

In  Canaan  I'll  praise  him  forever. 
I  am  glad,  and  I'll  thank  God, 
Then  let  us  praise  God  together. 

See  the  poor  sinner  standing  at  the  bar, 
Despairing  all  hope  of  heaven  ; 
Trembling  and  .•nivering  in  doleful  despair, 
From  God's  awful  presence  is  driven. 

Canaan,  Canaan,  my  happy  home, 

O  when  shall  I  see  Canaan. 

Come  my  dear  brethren  let's  travel  on, 
Let  us  go  on  to  Canaan  ; 
And  when  our  pilgrim's  journey  is  done,. 
We'll  shout  and  sing  salvation. 

Canaan,  Canaan,  my  happy  home, 

O  how  we'll  shout  in  Canaan. 


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HYMN  60.  P.  M. 

Hear  tubal  he  has  done  for  my  Soul. 

AV'D  by  blood,  I  live  to  tell 
What  the  love  of  Christ  has  dene' 
He  redeem'd  my  soul  from  hell, 
Of  a  rebel  made  a  son  : 
Oh  !   (  tremble  still  to  think 
Kovv  secure  I  hv'd  in  sin ; 
Sporting  on  destruction's  brink, 
Yet  preserv'd  from  falling  in. 

In  the  last  distressing  hour, 
To  my  heart  the  Saviour  spoke  : 
Touch'd  me  by  his  Spirit's  power, 
And  my  dang'rous  slumber  broke  : 
Then  I  saw  and  own'd  my  guilt ; 
Soon  my  glorious  Lord  reply'd, 
"  Fear  not,  I  my  blood  have  spilt, 
"  'Twas  for  such  as  thee  I  dy'd." 


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Shame  and  wonder,  joy  and  love, 

All  at  once  possess'd  my  heart ; 

Can  1  hope  thy  grace  to  prove, 

After  acting  such  a  part  ? 

"  Thou  hast  greatly  sinn'd,  he  said, 

"  But  I  freely  all  forgive ; 

"  I  myself  your  ransom  made, 

"  Now  I  bid  thee  rise  and  live." 

Come  my  fellow  sinners  try, 

Jesus'  heart  is  full  of  love; 

Oh  that  you  as  well  as  1, 

May  his  wond'rous  mercy  prove  ! 

He  has  sent  me  to  declare 

All  is  ready,  ail  is  free  : 

Why  should  any  soul  despair, 

When  he  sav'd  a  wretch  like  me? 

HYMN  61.  S.  M. 
/  am  the  Way,  and  the  Truth,  and  the  Lij*. 
AM,  saith  Christ,  the  Way  : 


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Now  if  we  credit  him, 
All  other  paths  must  lead  astray, 
How  fair  soe'er  they  seem. 

I  am,  saith  Christ,  the  '1  ruth  : 
Then  all  that  lack  this  test, 

Proceed  it  from  an  angel's  mouth, 
Is  but  a  lie  at  best. 

I  am,  saith  Christ ;  the  Life  : 
Let  this  be  seen  by  faith, 

It  follows  without  iurther  strife, 
1  hat  all  besides  is  death. 

If  what  these  words  aver 

The  Holy  Ghost  apply, 
The  simplest  Christian  shall  not  err, 

Nor  be  deceiv'd,  nor  die. 


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HYMN  62.  L.  M. 
The  Believer  s  Hiding  Place. 
3  YJTA1L  heavenly  love,  that  first  begam 
Xi  The  scheme  to  rescue  wretched  man  i 
Hail,  matchless,  free  eternal  grace, 
That  gave  my  soul  a  Hiding-place. 

2  Against  the  God  who  rules  the  sky, 

I  fought  with  hands  uplifted  high  ; 
Despis'd  the  Gospel  of  his  grace, 
Too  proud  to  seek  a  Hiding-place. 

3  Enwrapt  in  dark  Egyptian  night, 

And  fond  of  darkness  more  than  light, 
Madly  I  ran  the  sinful  race, 
Secure  without  a  Hiding-place. 

4  But  lo  !  th'  eternal  counsel  rang 

"  Almighty  love  arrests  the  man  !" 
I  felt  the  arrows  of  distress, 

And  found  I  had  no  Hiding-place. 

5  God's  glorious  justice  stood  in  view: 

To  Sinai's  fiery  mount  I  flew, 
But  justice  cry 'd,  with  frowning  face, 
This  mountain  is  no  Hiding-place. 

6  But  lo  !  a  heavenly  voice  I  heard, 

And  mercy  for  my  soul  appear'd, 
Which  led  me  on  a  pleasant  pace, 
To  Jesus  Christ,  my  Hiding-place. 
*7  Should  storms  of  seven-fold  thunder  roll, 
And  shake  the  globe  from  pole  to  poles 
No  thunderbolt  shall  daunt  my  face, 
For  Jesus  is  my  Hiding-place. 
8  On  him  our  every  sin  was  laid, 
He  is  for  us  a  ransom  made  ; 
He  now  is  full  of  truth  and  grace, 
And  is  the  only  Hiding-place. 


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*»  A  few  n  ■  years  at  most, 

Will  land  me  sate  on  Canaan's  coast, 
Where  I  ^hall  sing  the  song  of  grace, 
Safe  in  my  glorious  Hiding-place. 

HYMN  63.  P.  M.      rVelcomt  Cress. 

1  *5rH^Io  my  happiness  below 

JL    Not  to  live  without  across; 
But  the  Saviour's  power  to  know, 
Sanctifying  ev'ry  loss. 
Trials  must  and  will  befal ; 
But  with  humble  faith  to  *ee, 
Love  ''nscrib'd  upon  them  all, 
This  is  happiness  to  me. 

2  God  is  good  whene'er  lie  gives; 
He  is  good  when  he  denies, 
Stripes,  the  child  of  God  receive, 
Blessings  are,  though  in  disguise  ; 
Trials  make  the  promi>e  sweet, 
Trials  give  new  life  to  prayer  ; 
Trials  bring  me  at  his  feet, 

Lay  me  low  and  keep  me  there. 

S  Did  I  meet  no  trials  here, 
No  chastisement  by  the  way  ; 
Might  I  not  with  icason  fear, 
I  should  prove  a  castaway  ; 
Bast-irds  may  escape  the  rod, 
Sunk  in  earthly,  vain  delight ; 
Eut  the  true  born  child  of  God, 
Must  not,  would  not,  if  he  might. 

HYMN  64.  P.M.  The  Prophesying  Law, Ylob.W. 

1  TTSR'EL  in  ancient  days, 
_IL   Not  only  had  a  view 
Of  Sinai  in  a  blaze, 
But  learn'd  the  gospel  too 


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The  types  and  figures  were  a  glass, 
In  which  they  saw  the  Saviour's  face 

2  The  paschal  sacrifice, 

And  blood  besprinkled  door, 
Seen  with  enlight'ned  eyes, 
And  once  apply'd  with  power, 
Would  teach  the  need  of  other  blood, 
To  reconcile  our  hearts  to  God. 

3  The  Lamb,  the  dove,  set  forth 
His  perfect  innocence, 

Whose  blood  of  matchless  worth 
Should  be  the  soul's  defence  ; 
For  he  who  can  for  sin  atone 
Must  have  no  failings  of  his  own. 

The  scape-goat,  on  his  head 
The  people's  trespass  bore, 
And  to  the  deseit  led, 
Was  to  be  seen  no  more  : 
In  him  our  surety  seem'd  to  say, 
ki  Behold,  I  bear  your  sins  away." 

5  Dipt  in  his  fellow's  blood, 
The  living  bird  went  free  ; 
The  type  well  understood, 
Express'd  the  sinner's  plea; 

Describ'd  a  guilty  soul  enlarg'd, 
And  by  a  Saviour's  death  disc 

6  Jesus-  I  love  to  trace 
Throughout  the  sacred  page, 
The  footsteps  of  thy  grace, 
The  same  in  every  age  ! 

O  grant  that  I  may  faithful  be, 
To  clearer  light  vcuchsaf'd  to  me. 


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HYMN  65.  P.  M.      Faithful  Redemption. 

1  "BIT ARK!  the  voice  of  love  and  mercy 
XI   Sounds  aloud  from  Calvary  ! 

See  !  it  rends  the  rocks  asunder, 

Shakes  the  earth  and  veils  the  sky  ! 
••  It  is  finish'd  !    It  is  finish'd  !" 
Hear  the  dying  Saviour  cry  ! 

2  It  is  finish'd  !  O  what  pleasure 

Doth  these  charming  words  afford* 
Heavenly  blessings  without  measure, 

Flow  to  us  from  Christ  the  Lord. 
It  is  finish'd  !  It  is  finish'd  ! 
Saints  the  dying  words  record. 

5   Finish'd   a'l  the  types  and  shadows 

Of  the  prophesying  law  ! 
Finish'd,  all  that  God  had  promis'd  ! 

Death  and  hell  no  more  shall  awe. 
It  is  finish'd !    It  is  finish'd  ! 
Saints  from  hence  your  comfort  draw?. 

4  [Happy  souls  approach  the  table, 
Taste  the  soul-reviving  food  : 
Nothing  half  so  sweet  and  pleasant 
As  the  Saviour's  flesh  and  blood. 
It  is  finish'd  !   It  is  finish'd  ! 
Christ  has  borne  the  heavy  load.] 

3  Tune  your  harps  anew  ye  seraphs, 

Join  to  sing  the  pleasant  theme  ; 
All  on  ear ih  and  all  in  heaven, 

Join  to  praise  Immanuei's  name  ! 
Hallelujah  !   Hallelujah  ! 
Glory  to  the  bleeding  Lamb  ! 

HYMN  66.   P.  M.     Gratitude  for  the  Savior. 
1  TJ'AIL  !  thou  once  despised  Jesus, 
XI  H*il,   " 


thou  Galilean  King ! 


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Thou  did st  suffer  to  release  us  : 
Thou  didst  free  salvation  bring. 

Hail  thou  agonizing  Saviour, 
Bearer  of  our  sin  and  shame; 

By  thy  fulness  we  find  favour  ; 
Life  is  given  through  thy  name. 

2  Precious  Lamb  by  God  appointed, 

Ali  our  sins  on  thee  were  laid  ; 
By  almighty  love  anointed, 

Thou  art  all  unto  us  made  : 
All  our  sins  are  now  forgiven, 

Thro'  the  virtue  of  thy  blood  : 
Open'd  is  the  gate  of  heaven  ; 

Peace  is  made  'twixt  man  and  God. 

3  Jesus.,  haif  enthron'd  in  glory, 

There  forever  to  abide  ! 
All  the  heavenly  hosts  adore  thee, 

Seated  at  thy  Father's  side : 
There  for  sinners  thou  art  pleading, 

There  thou  dost  our  place  prepare ; 
Ever  for  us  interceding, 

Till  in  glory  we  appear. 

4  Worship,  honour,  power  and  blessing, 

Thou  art  worthy  to  receive  : 
Loudest  praises  without  ceasing, 

Meet  it  is  for  us  to  give  . 
Help  ye  bright  angelic  spirits  ! 

Bring  your  sweetest,  noblest  tays: 
Help  to  sing  our  Saviour's  merits, 

Help  to  chant  Immanuel's  praise. 

HYMN  67.  P,  M.    Yet  there  is  Room. 

I   "W/"E  dying  sons  of  men, 
X     Immerg'd  in  sin  and  wo, 
The  gospel's  voice  attend 


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Ye  perishing  and  guilty  come, 
In  Jesus'  arms  there  yet  is  room. 

2  No  longer  now  delay, 
Nor  vain  excuses  frame; 
He  bids  you  come  to-day, 

1 'hough  poor,  and  blind,  and  lame  : 
All  things  are  ready,  sinner  come, 
For  ev'ry  trembling  soul  there's  room*. 

3  Believe  the  heavenly  word, 
His  messengers  proclaim; 
He  is  a  gracious  Lord, 
And  faithful  is  his  name  : 
Backsliding  souls  return  and  come, 
Cast  off  despair,  there  yet  is  room. 

4  Constrain'd  by  bleeding  love, 
Ye  wand'ring  sheep  draw  near, 
Christ  calls  you  from  above, 
His  charming  accents  hear, 
Let  whosoever  will,  now  come 

In  mercy's  breast  there  still  is  room. 

HYMN  68.     C.  M. 

Jesus  Cbi  ist  our  Lord  both  theirs  and  ours. 
1  Cor  l.  2. 

1  O  WEET  are  the  gifts  which  gracious  heave* 
•O   On  true  believers  pours. 

But  the  best  gift  is  grace  to  know, 
That  Jesas  Christ  is  ours. 

2  Our  Jesus  !  what  rich  drops  of  bliss. 

Descend  in  copious  showers, 

When  ruin'd  sinners  such  as  we, 

Ey    aith  can  call  him  ours. 

3  Differ  we  may  in  age  and  state, 

Learning  and  mental  powers 


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But  all  the  saints  may  join  and  shouts 
Dear  Jesus  !   thou  art  ours. 

4  Let  those  who  know  our  Jesus  not. 

Delight  in  earth's  gay  flowers  ;  * 
We  glorying  in  our  better  lot, 
Rejoice  that  He  is  ours. 

5  When  hope  with  elevated  flight, 

Tow'rd  heaven  in  rapture  towers* 
'Tis  this  supports  our  vent'rcus  wing, 
We  know  that  Christ  is  ours. 

6  Though  providence  with  dark'ning  sky, 

On  things  terrestrial  lours, 
We  rise  superior  to  the  gloom, 
When  singing  Christ  is  ours. 

7  Time,  which  this  world  with  all  its  joys,. 

With  eager  haste  devours, 
May  take  inferior  things  away, 
But  Jesus  still  is  ours. 

8  Haste  then  dull  time,  and  terminate 

Thy  slow  revolving  hours  ; 
We  wish,  we  pray,  we  long,  we  pant. 
In  heaven  to  call  him  ours. 

HYMN  69.  P.  M.    Love  to  Man, 

i     A  LM1GHTY  love  inspire  my  heart  witk 

XIl.  sacred  fire, 

And  animate  desire  my  soul  to  renew; 
To  Him  is  due  our  praise  on  whom  bright  angels 

gaze, 
And  symphony  increases  above  the  ethereal  blue. 

2  Thou  tender  hearted  Saviour,thy  love  my  soul 

amazes, 
Whody'd  to  save  us,  when  we  were  lost  &  B»doiM$ 


No  cherubimreliev'dus,noangel  could  redeem  us* 
And  nothing  could  save  us  but  Jesusand his  love. 

3  O  thou  the  sinner's  friend,  my  simple  prayer 

attend, 
And  save  me  to  the  end  from  the  evil  to  come : 
Afford  to  me  the  favour  which  issues  from  my 

Saviour; 
And  O  forsake  me  never  tiil  all  my  toils  are  o'er. 

4  While  here  on  earth  I  stay,  I'll  hope  for  that 

glad  ^ay, 
Till  I  am  call'd  away  to  the  mansions  above ; 
There  to  enjoy  the   treasure  of  never  ceasing 

pleasure, 
And  shout  in  highest  measure  hallelujahs  of  love. 

3  In  hope  of  seeing  Jesus,  when  all  my  conflict 

ceases, 
My  love  to  him  increases  his  name  to  adore; 
O  then  my  blessed  Saviour,  vouchsafe  to  me  the 

favour, 
To  reign  with  thee  forever  when  time  shall  be 

no  more. 

€  There  in  the  blooming  garden,  obtained  by 

free  pardon, 
Upon  thebanksofjordam  we'll  worship  the  Lamb; 
We'll  sing  the  song  of  Moses,  while  Jesus  sweet 

composes, 
A  song  that  never  closes,  in  praises  to  his  name. 

HYMN  70.  P.M. 

None  upon  Earth  J  desire  besides  Thee. 

i  TJOW  tedious  and  tasteless  the  hours, 
JXX   When  Jesus  no  longer  I  see; 
Fair  prospects,  sweet  songs,  and  sweet  flowed 
Have  lost  all  their  sweetness  to  me. 


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The  mid-summer  sun  shines  but  dim, 
The  fields  strive  in  vain  to  look  gay ; 

But  when  I  am  happy  in  him, 
December's  as  pleasant  as  May. 

2  His  name  yields  the  richest  perfume, 

And  sweeter  than  music  his  voice 
His  presence  disperses  my  gloom, 

And  makes  all  within  me  rejoice  ; 
I  should,  were  he  alway-  thus  nigh, 

Have  nothing  to  wish  or  to  fear, 
No  mortal  so  happy  as  I, 

My  summer  would  last  all  the  year. 

£  Content  with  beholding  his  face, 

My  all  to  his  pleasure  resign'd  ; 
No  changes  of  season  or  place 

Would  make  any  change  in  my  mind : 
While  blest  with  a  sense  of  his  love, 

A  palace  a  toy  would  appear, 
And  prisons  would  palaces  prove, 

If  Jesus  would  dwell  with  me  there. 

4  Dear  Lord  if  indeed  I  am  thine, 

If  thou  art  my  sun  and  my  song, 
Say,  why  do  I  languish  and  pine, 

And  why  are  my  winters  so  long  ? 
O  drive  these  dark  clouds  from  my  sky, 

Thy  soul-cheering  presence  restore, 
Or  take  me  unto  thee  on  high, 

Where  winter  and  clouds  are  no  more. 

HYMN  71.  P.  M.     jMis,  the  Sml  of  Musi 

1   T   ISTED  into  the  cause  of  sin, 
„I_J   Why  should  a  good  be  evil  f 
Music,  alas  !  too  long  has  been, 
Press'd  to  obey  the  devil. 


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Drunken  or  lewd  or  light  the  U)  • 
Flows  to  the  soul's  undying, 

Widens  and  strews  with  flowers  the  way 
Down  to  eternal  ruin. 

Who  on  the  part  of  God  will  rise, 

Innocent  mirth  recover  ? 
Fly  on  the  prey  and  take  the  prize, 

Plunder  the  carnal  lover  ? 
Strip  him  of  tVry  moving  strain, 

Ev'ry  melting  measure; 
Music  in  virtue's  cause  retain. 

Revive  the  holy  pleasure  ? 

Come,  let  us  try  if  Jesus'  love. 

Cannot  as  well  inspire  us ; 
This  is 'the  theme  of  those  above, 

This  tfpon  earth  will  fire  us. 
Try  if  your  hearts  are  tun'd  to  ling-, 

Is  there  a  subject  greater  ? 
Melody  all  its  strains  may  bring. 

Jesus'  love  is  sweeter. 

Jesus  the  soul  of  music  is, 

He  is  the  noblest  passion  ; 
Jesus'  name  is  life  and  peace, 

Happiness  and  salvation ; 
Jesus'  name  the  dead  can  raise. 

Shew  us  our  sins  forgiven, 
Fill  us  with  all  the  life  of  grace, 

And  carxy  us  up  to  heaven. 

Who  hath  a  right  with  us  to  sin£, 

Us,  whom  his  mercy  raises  ? 
Merry  our  hearts,  for  Christ  is  Kin& 

Joyiui  are  all  oui  face* 
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Who  of  his  l©ve  doth  once  partake, 

He  in  the  Lord  rejoices; 
Melody  in  our  hearts  we  make, 

Melody  with  our  voices. 

6  He  that  a  sprinkled  conscience  hath. 

He  that  in  heart  is  merry, 
Let  him  sing  psalms  the  Scripture  saith, 

Joyful  and  ne'er  be  weary; 
Offer  the  sacrifice  of  praise, 

Hearty  and  never  ceasing ; 
Spiritual  songs  and  anthems  raise, 

Worship,  and  thanks,  and  blessing. 

?  Come  let  us  in  his  praises  join  ; 
Triumph  in  his  salvation  ; 
Glory  ascribe  to  love  divine, 

Worship  and  adoration : 
Heaven  already  is  begun, 

Open'd  in  each  believer  : 
Only  believe,  and  then  sing  on, 
^Heaven  is  yours  for  ever. 

HYMN  72.   P.  M.   The  Lord  in  his  Garden, 

I  fl^HE  Lord  into  his  garden  comes ; 
JL    The  spices  yield  a  rich  perfume ; 

The  lilies  grow  and  thrive  : 
Refreshing  showers  of  grace  divine, 
From  Jesus  flows  to  ev'ry  vine, 
Which  makes  the  dead  revive. 

3  O  that  this  dry  and  barren  ground 
In  springs  of  water  may  abound, 

A  fruitful  soil  become! 
The  desert  blossoms  as  the  rose, 
'When  Jesus  conquers  all  his  foes, 

And  iBakes  Jajs  peopk  one. 


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f  The  glorious  time  is  rolling  o«, 
The  gracious  work  is  now  begun  ; 

My  soul  a  witness  is  : 
I  taste  and  see  the  pardon  free, 
For  all  mankind  as  well  as  me, 

Who  come  to  Christ  may  live. 

[  The  worst  of  sinners  here  may  find 
A  Saviour  pitiful  and  kind, 

Who  will  them  all  receive  ! 
None  are  too  late  who  will  repent ; 
Out  of  one  sinner  legions  went ; 

Jesus  did  him  relieve. 

5  Come  brethren  ye  who  love  the  Lord, 
And  taste  the  sweetness  of  his  word, 

In  Jesus'  ways  go  on  ; 
Our  troubles  and  our  trials  here 
Will  only  make  us  richer  there, 

When  we  arrive  at  home. 

»  We  feel  that  heaven  is  now  begum, 
It  issues  from  the  shining  throne, 

From  Jesus'  grace  on  high  : 
It  comes  like  floods  we  can't  contai», 
We  drink  and  drink  and  drink  again, 

And  yet  for  more  we  cry. 

7  But  when  we  come  to  reign  above, 
And  all  surround  the  throne  of  love, 

We'll  drink  a  full  supply  ; 
Jesus  will  lead  his  armies  through, 
To  living  fountains  where  they  flow, 

Which  never  will  run  dry. 

V  There  will  we  reign  and  shout  and  sing-. 
And  make  the  upper  regions  ring, 
"When  all  the  saints  get  home; 


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Come  en,  come  on  my  brethren  dear. 
Soon  shall  we  meet  together  there, 
For  Jesus  bids  us  come. 

*  Amen,  amen  my  soul  replies, 

I'm  bound  to  meet  him  in  the  skies, 

And  claim  my  mansion  there: 
Now  here's  my  heart,  now  here's  my  hand, 
To  meet  you  in  that  heavenly  land, 

Where  we  shall  part  no  more. 

10  There  on  that  peaceful  happy  shore, 
We'll  sing  and  shout  our  sulF'rings  o'er, 

In  sweet  redeeming  love  : 
We'll  shout  and  praise  our  conqu'ring  King:, 
Who  dy'd  himself  that  he  might  bring 

Us  rebels  near  to  God. 

HYMN  73.  P.  M.   Hymn  on  Baptism. 

i    QALEM'S  bright  King,  Jesus  by  name* 
tO   In  ancient  time  to  Jordan  came, 

All  righteousness  to  fill ; 
*Twas  there  the  ancient  Baptist  stood, 
Whose  name  was  John,  a  man  of  God, 
To  do  his  Master's  will. 

2  The  holy  Jesus  did  demand 
His  right  to  be  baptized  then, 

The  Baptist  gave  consent ; 
On  Jordan's  banks  they  did  prepare^ 
•The  Baptist  and  his  Master  dear, 
Then  down  the  bank  they  went. 

3  Down  in  old  Jordan's  rolling  stream^ 
The  Baptist  led  the  holy  Lamb, 

And  there  did  him  baptize; 


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Jeh»vah  saw  his  darling  Son, 
And  was  well  jVeas'd  in  what  he'd  doue, 
And  own'd  him  from  the  skies. 

4  The  op'ning  heaven  now  complies, 
The  Holy  Ghost  like  lightning  flies, 

Down  from  the  courts  above  ; 
And  on  the  holy  heavenly  Lamb, 
The  Spirit  lights  and  does  remain, 

In  shape  like  a  fair  dove. 

.3  This  is  my  Son,  Jehovah  cries, 
The  echoing  voice  from  glory  flies, 

O  children  hear  ye  him; 
Hark  !  'tis  his  voice,  behold  he  cries, 
Repent,  believe  and  be  baptiz'd, 

And  wash  away  your  sin. 

<i  Come  children,  come  his  voice  obey, 
Salem's  bright  King  has  rm.rk'd  the  way, 

And  has  a  crown  prepar'd  ; 
O  then  arise  and  give  consent, 
Walk  in  the  way  that  Jesus  went, 

And  have  the  great  reward. 

7  Believing  children  gather  round, 
And  let  your  joyful  songs  abound,. 

With  cheerful  hearts  arise;  • 
See  here  is  water,  here  is  room, 
A  loving  Saviour  calling  come, 

O  children  bebapciz'd. 

5  Behold  his  servant  waiting  stands, 
With  willing  "heart  and  ready  hands 

To  wait  upon  the  bride ; 
Ye  candidates  yeivr  hearts  prepare, 


And  let  us  join  in  solemn  pray'r, 
Down  by  the  water  side. 

HYMN  74.  L.  M. 

The  Vfay. 

i    TESUS  my  all  to  heaven  is  gone, 
#?    He  whom  I  fix  my  hope  upon; 
His  track  I  see,  and  I'll  pursue 
The  narrow  way  till  him  I  view. 

2  The  way  the  holy  prophets  went, 
The  rOcad  that  leads  from  banishment. 
The  King's  highway  of  holiness 
I'll  go,  for  all  his  paths  are  peace. 

';  This  is  the  way  I  long  have  sought, 
And  mourn'd  because  I  found  it  not ; 
My  grief,  my  burden  long  has  been, 
Because  I  was  not  free'd  from  sin. 

-1  The  more  I  strove  against  its  power, 
I  sinn'd  and  stumbled  but  the  more, 
Till  late  I  heard  my  Saviour  say, 
Come  hither  Soul,  "  I  am  the  Way." 

Z  Lo  !  glad  I  come,  and  thou  b'est  LamW, 
Shalt  take  me  to  thee  as  1  am  ; 
My  sinful  self  to  thee  I  give, 
Nothing  but  love  shall  I  receive. 

g  Then  will  I  tell  to  sinners  round, 
What  a  dear  Saviour  I  ha-«e  found  ; 
I'll  point  to  thy  redeeming  blood, 
Aud  say  "  Behou*-the  way  to  God." 


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HYMN  75.  P.  M. 

The  Conversion  of  a  Young  Man  in  Boston. 

1  /^|N  a  sweet  summer's  erening  as  I  walk'i 
\y  the  street, 

From  a  neighbouring  house  a  sound  I  did  meet; 
I  turned  aside  to  see  what  it  might  be, 
And  it  prov'd  like  Zaccheus,  Come  down  from 
the  tree. 

2  'Twas  the  sound  of  the  gospel,  it  reach'd  my 

heart; 
It  wounded  me  deep  which  caus:d  me  to  smart : 
Thelanguage  call'd, Sinner,  at  my  reproof  turn, 
Or  your  soul  in  darkness  forever  shall  mourn., 

3  The  trump  of  the  gospel  it  sounded  so  clear, 
It  shew'd  me  my  danger  which  nll'd  me  with 
My  heart  was  so  wounded  and  burthen 'd  [fear; 

with  grief, 
I  went  mourning  daily  and  found  no  relief. 

4  With  anguish  from  morning  to  ev'ningl  went; 
God  sSpirit_ like  thunder,  cry'd  Sinner  repent  ! 

The  kingdom  of  heaven  is  surely  at  hand, 
For  the  Spirit  is  passing  with  power  through 
the  land. 

5  On  the  dark  mount  of  danger,  (nor  from  it. 

could  fly,) 
I  look'd  for  escape  and  dc-eply'did  sigh ; 
I  was  calm'd  in  a  moment,  my  soul  hll'd  with 

peace  ; 
Then  my  wound  it  was  heal'd  and  my  soul  set 

at  ease. 

6  My  soul  flll'd  with  joy  and  my  tongue  fill'd 

with  praise, 
1  vew'd  to  serve  Jesus  the  rest  ©f  my  days ; 


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And  God  being  myhelper,myvowrii  perform. 
And  with  my  dear  Saviour  outride  ev'ry  storm. 
HYMN  76.   L.  M.     The  Pilgrims  Song. 
t  IT'M  glad  I  ever  saw  the  day 

JL  We  met  to  sing,  and  preach  and  pray  j 

Here's  glory,  glory  in  my  soul. 

Which  makes  me  praise  my  Lord  so  bold.. 

2  Lord  keep  us  safe  while  passing  through, 
And  fill  our  soul's  with  meekness  too: 
Redeeming  grace  that  pleasing  song, 
We'll  sing  as  we  do  pass  along. 

3  1  hope  to  praise  him  when  f  rise, 
And  shout  salvation  through  the  skies, 
Sing  glory,  glory  in  the  air, 

Meet  all  my  Father's  children  there. 
HYMN  77.  P.  M. 
Way,  Truth  and  Life     John  xiv.  6. 
i   rjT^HERE  is  no  path  to  heavenly  bliss', 
JL    Or  solid  joy,  cr  lasting  peace, 
But  Christ  the  appointed  road; 
O  may  we  tread  the  sacred  way, 
By  faith  rejoice,  and  praise  and  pray, 
Till  we  sit  down  with  God. 

2  The  types  and  shadows  of  the  word 
Unite  in  Christ,  the  man,  the  Lord,     ' 

The  Saviour  just  and  true: 
O  may  we  all  his  word  believe, 
And  all  his  promises  receive, 

And  all  his  precepts  do. 

3  Ashe  above  forever  lives, 
And  life  to  dying  sinners  gives, 

Eternal  and  divine; 
O  may  his  Spirit  in  me  dwell, 
Then  sav'd  frgm  sin,  and  death  and  he% 

Eternal  life  is  raiue. 


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HYMN  7  8.  P.M. 

Promises.  2  Pet.  iii.  4. 

OWfirm  afoundation  ye  saints  of  the  Lord, 
Is  Laid  for  your  faith  in  his  excellent  word; 
\\  hat  more  can  he  say  than  to  you  he  hath  said, 
Von  who  unto  Jesus  for  refuge  have  iled  { 

'2  In  ev'ry  condition,  in  sickness,  in  health, 
In  poverty's  va!c  or  abounding  in  wealth, 
At  home  and  abroad,  on  the  land  or  the  sea, 
As  thy    days  may  demand   shall  thy  strengtk 
cvr-r  be. 

S  Fear  not,  I  am  with  thee,  O  be  not  dismay'd, 
T  now  am  thy  God  and  will  still  give  thee  aid  ; 
1*11  strengthen  thee,  help  thee,  and  cause  thee  t» 

stand, 
Upheld  by  my  righteous  omnipotent  hand. 

4  When  thro'  the  deep  waters  I  call  thee  to  go, 
The  rivers  of  wo  shall  not  thee  overflow  ; 

For  I  will  be  with  thee  thy  troubles  to  bless. 
And  sanctify  to  thee  thy  deepest  distress. 

5  When  thro'  fiery  trials  thy  pathway  shall  lie, 
My  grace  all  sufficient  shall  be  thy  supply  ; 
The  flames  shall  not  hurt  thee,  I  only  design 
Thy  dross  to  consume  and  thy  gold  to  refine. 

6  Even  down  to  old  age  all  my  people  shall  prove 
Impartial,  eternal,  unchangeable  love; 

And  when  hoary  hairs  shall  their  temples  adorn3 
Like  lambs  they  shall  still  in  my  bosom  be  borne, 

7  The  soul  that  on  Jesus  hath  lean'd  for  repose, 
I  will  not,  I  will  not  desert  to  his  foes ; 

That  soul,  though  all  hell  should  endeavour  to 
I'll  never,  no  never,  no  never  forsake,       [shake, 
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HYMN  79.   C.  M.   The  True  Penitent. 

1  TT  ARK  !  hear  the  sound  on  earth  is  fcuni* 
JUL  My- sou l  delights  to  hear, 

Of  dying  love  that's  from  above, 
Of  pardon  bought  so  dear. 

2  GodYminister's  like  flames  of  fire, 

Are  passing  through  the  land  : 
The  voice  is  Hear,  repent  and  fear, 
King  Jesus  is  at  hand. 

3  God's  chariots  they  no  longer  stay ; 

They're  mounted  on  the  truth  : 
The  saints  in  prayer  cry  Lord  draw  near, 
Have  mercy  on  the  youth. 

4  Young  converts  sing  and  praise  their  Kinj. 

And  bless  God's  holy  name; 
Whilst  older  saints,  true  penitents, 
Rejoice  to  join  the  theme. 

5  God  grant  a  shower  of  his  great  power 

On  ev'ry  aching  heart, 
Who  sincerely  to  God  do  cry, 
That  they  may  have  a  part. 

te  Come  lovely  youth,  embrace  the  truth, 
Agree  with  une  accord, 
And  use  your  tongues  while  you  are  young, 
in  praising  of  the  Lord. 

HYMN  80.   P.  M.    The  Day  vf  Judgment. 

i   npHE  great  tremendous  day's  approaching. 

JL     That  awful  scene  is  drawing  nigh  ; 
Was  long  foretold  by  ancient  prophets, 

Decreed  from  all  eternity. 
But  O  my  soul  reflect  and  wonder  ! 

Th^J.  awful  scene  k  drawing  near, 


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JVhen  you  shall  see  that  great  transaction, 
When  Christ  in  judgment  shall  appear. 

I  See  nature  stand  all  in  amazement, 

To  hear  the  last  loud  trumpet  sound: 
lArise  ye  dead,  and  come  to  judgment, 

Ye  nations  of  the  world  around  ! 
[Loud  thunders  rumbling  through  the  concave, 

Bright  forked  lightnings  part  the  skies; 
The  heavens  are  shaking,  the  earth  is  quaking, 

The  gloomy  sight  attracts  mine  eyes. 

3  The  orbit  lamps  all  veil'd  in  sackcloth, 
No  more  their  shining  circuits  run  ; 

The  wheel  of  time  stops  in  a  moment, 

Eternal  thhu  •  arc  now  begun. 
Huge  massy  rocks  and  tow'ring  mountains 

Over  the>r  tumbling  bases  roar; 
The  raging  ocean  all  in  commotion, 

Is  hov'ring  round  her  frighted  shore. 

4  Green  turfy  grave-yards  and  tombs  of  marble) 
Give  up  their  dead  both  small  and  gre.it; 

See  the  whole  world  both  saints  and  sinners, 

Are  coming  to  the  judgment-seat. 
See  Jesus  <  u  the  throne  or  justice, 

Conies  thund'ririg  down  the  parted  skies, 
countless  armies  of  shining  angeis, 
h  hallelujahs  shout  for  jo  v. 

5  Bright  shining  streams  from  his  awful  presence. 
His  face  ten  thousand  suns  outshine  ; 

Behold  him  coming  in  power  and  glory, 
To  meet  him  all  his  saints  combine. 

Go  forth  ye  heralds  with  speed  like  lightning, 
Cail  in  my  saints  from  distant  lands, 

Those  that  my  blood  fi  om  sins  have  ransom'd, 
Wiiose  names  in  life's  fair  book  do  stand. 


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6  O  come  ye  blessed  of  my  Father, 
The  purchase  of  my  dying  love ; 

Receive  the  crowns  of  life  and  glorv, 
Which  are  laid  up  for  you  above.' 

For  your  dear  souls  which  have  continued 
With  me,  and  my  temptations  bore, 

I  have  provided  for  you  a  kingdom, 
To  reign  with  me  for  evermore. 

7  There's  flowing  fountains  of  living  water 
No  sickness,  pain  nor  death  to  fear ; 

No  sorrows,  sighing,  no  tears  nor  weeping 
Shall  ever  have  admittance  there. 

But  how  will  sinners  stand  and  tremble, 
When  justice  calls  them  to  the  bar  ! 

Those  that  reject  his  offer 'd  mercy, 
Their  everlasting  doom  to  hear. 

8  See  justice  now  with  indignation, 
Calling  aloud  for  sinners'  blood  ; 

Those  that  have  slighted  offtr'd  mercy, 
And  crucify'd  the  Son  of  God; 

Depart  from  me  ye  cursed  sinners! 
My  face  you  never  more  shall  see  : 

Be  banish'd  from  my  peaceful  presence, 
To  dreadful  wo  and  misery. 


9  Each  guilty  soul  then  struck  with  horror 

And  anguish  throbbing  in  their  breasts, 
Behold  them  doom'd  to  hopeless  sorrow, 

And  never  more  to  look  for  rest. 
Come  sinners,  here's  a  faithful  warning. 

Return  to  Jesus  while  you  may: 
For  he  is  ready  to  forgive  you, 

Or  else  you  must  depart  w  iy 


HYMN  81.  L.  M.     The  New  Light. 
10ME  all  who  are  New-Lights  indeed, 


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ho  are  from  sin  and  bondage  freed ; 
From  Egypt's  land  we've  took  our  flight, 
For  God  has  given  us  a  New-light. 

2  Long  time  we  with  the  wicked  trod, 
And  madly  ran  the  sinful  road  ; 
Against  the  gospel  we  did  fight, 
Scar'd  at  the  name  of  a  New-light. 

3  At  length  the  Lord  in  mercy  call'd, 
And  gave  us  strength  to  give  up  all  ; 
Fie  gave  us  grace  to  choose  aright, 
A  portion  with  despis'd  New-lights. 

4  Despis'd  by  man,  upheld  by  God, 
We're  marching  on  the  heavenly  road  : 
Loud  Hallelujahs  we  will  sing-, 

To  Je^us  Christ  the  New-light's  King. 

,5  Though  by  the  world  we  are  disdain'd, 
And  have  our  names  cast  out  by  men  ; 
Yet  Christ  our  Captain  for  us  fights, 
Nor  death,  nor  hell,  can  hurt  New-lights. 

5  Come  shiners  with  us  New- lights  join, 
And  taste  the  joys  that  arc  divine  ; 
Bid  all  your  carnal  mirth  adieu, 
Come  join  and  be  a  New-light  too. 

7  Your  carnal  mirth   you'll  count  a  toy, 
If  once  you  know  the  heavenly  joy  : 
l\o  solid  joys  are  known  below, 
But  such  as  New-lights  feel  and  know. 

4  I  know  sot  any  sect  nor  psrt, 

But  such  as  are  New-lights  in  heart ; 
If  in  Christ  Jesus  you  delight, 
1  Gan  prsnoutfee  you  a  New-light.. 


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3  For  since  in  Christ  we  all  are  one, 
My  soul  would  fain  let  strife  alone  ; 
NV  prejudice  can  any  bear, 
No  wrath  in  those  that  New-lights  are. 

10  Thus  guarded  by  the  Lord  we  stand, 
Safe  in  the  hollow  of  his  hand; 

Nor  do  we  scorn  the  New-light's  name, 
Christians  are  all  New-lights — Amen. 

11  Amen,  Amen,  so  let  it  be, 
Glory  to  God,  this  light  we  see  ; 
New  light  from  Christ  to  us  is  given, 

New  light  will  be  our  light  in  heaven.  y 

HYMN   82.   P.  M.      The  Impartial  Song. 

1  rg^ME  great  God  of  love  has  shewn  us  the  way, 

JL     And  taught  us  the  Impartial  Song; 
The  Spirit  is  come,  and  the  work  is  begun, 
And  we  all  are  united  in-one. 

2  Now  sin  begins  to  die,  grace  gains  the  victory, 
And  pride  falls  a  prey  to  the  grouud  : 

We  lift  up  our  heads  as  we  rise  from  the  dead, 
And  the  glory  of  God  shines  around. 

3  Salvation  we  see  for  all  is  most  free  ; 

The  members  of  Christ  are  ail  one  :      [storm, 
We'll  ni:nch  uniform,  and  with  courage  race  the 
In  the  battifi  our  Saviour's  begun. 

4  United  in  one  the  race  we  will  run, 
Pre-s  forward  by  faith  without  fear  : 

fuch  glory  pursue,  as  the  world  never  knew3 
Never  will  till  the  gospel  they  hear. 

5  The  Reprover  of  sin  hath  shewn  us  the  way, 
1  he  Comforter  leads  us  along; 

The  book  is  unseal'd.Judah'sLion  takes  the  field, 
.   And  he  learns  us  the  Impartial  Sonj. 


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nit  on  the  wing,  and  with 

Our  echoing  voices  are  cue  :  [we'tl  sing, 

Hi-  praise  we  will  sound  en  Immanuei's  ground, 
What  a  loving  Redeemer  has  done. 

7    And  since  it  it  so,  we'll  all  join  an 
And  keep  on  lmmanuel's  ground; 

Until  time  h  done,  and  eternity's  begun, 
We'll  all  sing  the  Impartial  sound. 

*  We  will  then  tune  our  lays  in  arithems  of  praise, 
And  join  with  the  seraphs  above  : 

Freegraeewe  will  sound  through-eternity's  round 
When  our  union  shail  heighten  in  love. 

9   Now  let  us  be  true,  our  journey  pursue, 

Toward  heaven  our  glorious  home  ; 
Press  on  by  the  word  Christ  left  on  record, 
jlng  glory  to  Jesus — Amen. 

HYMN  83.  C.  M.      The  Coronation  cf'CLrUt. 

1      4   I.L  hail  the  power  of  Jesus'  name  ! 
-£1l  Let  angels  prostrate  fail  ! 
Lrir:g  forth  the  royal  diadem, 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

f  Crown  him  ye  martyrs  of  our  God, 
Who  from  the  alter  call ; 
Extol  the  stem  of  Jesse's  Rod, 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

S  Ye  chosen  seed  of  Israel's  race, 
A  remnant  weak  and  small, 

Hail  him  who  saves  you  by  his  grace. 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

4  Ye  Gentile  sinners  ne'er  forget, 
The  wormwood  and  the  jail ; 


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Go  spread  your  trophies  at  his  feet, 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

5  Babes  men  and  sires  who  know  his  love, 
Who  feel  your  sin  and  thrall : 
Now  join  with  all  the  hosts  above, 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

•i  Let  ev'ry  kindred,  ev'ry  tribe, 
On  this  terrestrial  ball ; 
To  him  all  majesty  ascribe, 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

7  O  that  with  yonder  sacred  throng, 
We  at  his  feet  may  fall ! 
We'll  join  the  everlasting  song, 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

HYMN   84.  P.  M.    The  Christian's  Warrant 

1  f  i^ciO'  troubles  assail  and  dangers  affright, 

JL  Tho'  friends  all  should  fail  &  foes  all  unite, 
Yet  one  thing  secures  us  whatever  betide, 
The  promise  assures  us  the  Lord  will  provide. 

2  The  birds  without  barn  or  store-house  are  fed, 
From  them  let  us  leain  to  trust  in  our  Head; 
His  saints  what  is  fitting  shall  ne'er  be  deny'd, 
So  long  as  it's  written  the  Lord  will  provide. 

3  We  all  may  like  ships  by  tempests  be  tost, 
On  perilous  deeps,  but  shall  not  be  lost : 
Though  Satan  enrages  the  wind  and  the  tide, 
Yet  Scripture  engages  the  Lord  will  provide, 

4  Hi*  call  we'll  obey  like  Abrah'm  of  old, 

We  know  not  the  way,  but  faith  makes  us  bold  ; 
For  tho'  we  are  strangers  we  have  a  sure  guide, 
Axii  trust  in  all  dangers  the  Lord  will  provide 


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:>  When  Satan  appears  to  stop  up  the  path. 
And  lills  us  with  lears,  we'll  triumph  by  faith  ;• 

He  cannot  take  from  u.->  (though  oft  lie  hastry'd) 
Thisheart-checriugprumise  the  Lord  will  provido. 

6  He  tells  us  we're  weak,  our  hope  is  in  vain, 
The  good  that  we  seek  we  ne'er  shall  obtain  ; 
But  when  such  suggestions  our  graces  have  try'd, 
This  answers  all  questions  the  Lord  will  provide. 

1  No  strength  of  our  own  or  goodness  we  claim. 
Our  trust  is  all  thrown  on  Jesus'  own  name ; 
In  this  our  strong  Tower  for  safety  we  hide, 
The  Lord  is  our  power,  the  Lord  will  provide. 

8  When  life  sinks  apace.,  and  death  is  in  view, 
The  word  of  his  grace  shall  comfort  us  through  ; 
Nor  fearing,nor  doubting  withChrist  onqur  side. 
We  hope  to  die  shouting  the  Lord  will  provide* 

HYMN  85.  L.  M. 
Gospel  Ministers''  Call  or  Commission. 

THUS  saith  the  Lord  your  Master  dear, 
O  ye  his  servants  whom  .he  sends  ; 
To  preach  the  gospel  far  and  near, 
Ev'n  to  the  world's  remotest  ends. 

5  Go  forth  ye  heralds  in  my  name, 

Sweetly  the  gospel   trumpet  sound  ; 
The  glorious  jubilee  proclaim, 

Where'er  the  human  race  is  found. 

5  Convince  a  world  of  sinners  blind, 

And  shew  them  where  their  danger  lies  ; 
The  broken-hearted  careful  bind, 

And  wipe  the  tears  from  weeping  eyes, 


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i  Be  wise  as  serpents  where  you  g», 
Yet  harmless  as  the  peaceful  dove ; 
And  let  your  whole  deportment  show, 
That  you're  commission'd  from  above. 

5  And  as  you  freely  have  receiv'd, 

Ev'n  so  to  others  freely  give; 

So  shall  your  message  be  believ'd, 

And  many  dying  sinners  live. 

6  Master  thy  word  we  have  obey'd, 

(Said  Christ's  sweet  messengers  of  peace) 
And  lo,  the  devils  are  dismay'd  ; 

Trembling  they  flee  before  our  face. 

7  Oh  !  if  I  had  an  angel's  voice, 

And  could  be  heard  from  pole  to  pole :_ 
I  would  to  all  the  iist'ning  world, 
Proclaim  thy  goodness  to  my  soul. 

%  O  happy  servants  of  the  Lord, 

Who  thus  their  Master's  will  obey  ; 
Immensely  great  is  the  reward, 
They  shall  receive  another  day. 

HYMN  86.  P.  M.     Elevation 

1  ^10IV1E  and  taste  along  with  me, 
\J  Consolation  running  free ; 
From  my  Father's  worthy  home, 
Sweeter  than  the  honey-comb. 

2  Wherefore  should  I  thirst  alone  ? 
Two  are  better  far  than  one  : 
More  who  sing. on  Zion's  hill, 
Makes  the  comfort  sweeter  still. 

3  Saints  in  glory  sing  aloud, 
When  they  see  an  heir  of  God, 
Coming  in  at  heaven's  door, 
Making  up  the  nmnker  fflwre. 


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4  Though  the  tempter  often  ti*B 
For  to  make  my  soul  a  prize; 
Drawn  by  Christ,  I'll  run  to  hiiw. 
He  alone  can  conquer  sin. 

5  Goodness  running  like  a  stream, 
Through  the  New  Jerusalem  ; 
By  its  constant  breaking  forth, 
Sweetens  earth  and  heaven  both, 

ft  Sinful  nature,  lurking  vice, 
Cannot  stop  the  work  of  grace  ; 
While  there  is  a  God  to  give, 
And  a  sinner  to  receive. 

7  When  this  truth  to  me  appears, 
It  removes  my  doubts  and  feaw 
Eshcol's  fruit  inflames  my  heart. 
Warming  me  in  ev'ry  part. 

S  Then  I  go  to  heaven's  store. 
Asking  for  a  little  more  ; 
Jesus  give;,  a  double  share, 
Calling  me  a  gleaner  i 

9  Heaven  here  and  heaven  there, 
Comforts  growing  ev'ry  where  ; 
This  1  boldlv  can  attest, 
For  my  soul  has  got  a  taste. 

HYMN  87.     C.  M. 
A  word  of  Comfort  to  the  Lambs  of  Christ. 

1  ~0  LEST  be  my  God  that  I  was  born, 
JLf  To  hear  the  joyful  sound  ; 

That  I  was  born  to  be  bapciz'd, 
Where  gospel  truth  abound. 

2  I  might  have  been  a  Pagan  feern, 

Or  else  a  veiled  Jew  ; 


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Or  cheated  with  an  Alcoram, 
Among  the  Turkish  crew. 

5  Blest  be  my  God  for  what  I  see, 

My  God  for  what  I  hear ; 
I  hear  such  blessed  news  from  heare*; 
Nor  earth  nor  hell  I  fear. 

4  I  hear  my  Lord  for  me  was  born, 

My  Lord  for  me  did  die  ; 

My  Lord  for  me  did  rise  again, 

And  did  ascend  on  high. 

6  On  high  he  stands  to  plead  my  cause', 

And  will  return  again  ; 
And  set  me  on  a  glorious  throne. 
That  I  with  him  may  reign. 

HYMN  88.  S.  M.     Prfdf. 

1  YNNUMERAELE  foes 

JL  Attack  the  child  of  God  ; 
He  feels  within  the  weight  of  sin, 
A  grevious  galling  load. 

2  Temptations  too  without, 

Of  various  kinds  assault  ; 
Sly  snares  beset  his  travling  feet, 
And  make  him  often  halt. 

3  From  sinner  and  from  saint, 

tie  meets  with  many  a  blow  : 
His  own  bad  heart  creates  him  smart, 
Which  only  God  can  know. 

4  But  though  the  hosts  of  hell, 

Be  neither  weak  nor  small ; 
One  mighty  foe  deals  dangerous  wo, 
And  hurts  beyond  them  all. 

5  'Tis  pride,  accursed  pride, 

That  spirit  by  God  abhorr'd  ; 


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Do  what  we  wiH  it  haunts  us  still, 
And  keeps  uPtrom  the  Lord. 

6  It  blows  its  pois'nous  breath, 

And  bloats  the  soul  with  air  ; 
The  heart  uplifts  with  God's  own  gifts, 
And  makes  ev'n  grace  a  snare. 

7  Awake,  nay  while  we  sleep, 

In  all  we  think  or  speak  ; 
It  puffs  us  glad,  torments  us  sad, 
Its  hold  we  cannot  break. 

S  In  other  ills  we  6nd, 

The  hand  of  heaven  not  slack  ; 
Pride  only  knows  to  interpose, 
And  keep  our  comforts  back. 

9  'Tis  hurtful  when  perceiv'd, 

When  not  perceiv'd  'tis  worse ; 
Unseen  or  seen  it  dwells  within, 
And  works  by  fraud  or  force. 

10  Against  its  influence  pray, 

It  mingles  with  the  prayer; 
Against  it  preach,  it  prompts  the  speech 
Be  silent,  still  'tis  there. 

11  This  moment  while  I  write, 

I  feel  its  power  within  ; 
My  heart  it  draws  to  seek  applause, 
And  mixes  all  with  sin. 

12  Thou  meek  and  lowly  Lamb, 

This  haughty  tyrant  kill ; 
That  wounded  thee  though  thorn  wast  free.,. 
And  grieves  thy  Spirit  still. 

13  Cur  condescending  God, 

(To  whom  else  should  we  go  ?) 
Remove  our  pride,  whate'er  betide;, 
And  lay  a»d  keep  us  low. 


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14  Thy  garden  is  the  place, 

Where  pride  cannot  intrUe  ; 
For  should  it  dare  to  enter  there, 
'Twould  soon  be  drown'd  in  blood. 


HYMN   89.   P.M.      The  Believer  s  Inquiry. 

LET  us  ask  the  important  question, 
(Brethren  be  not  too  secure) 
What  it  is  to  be  a  christian, 
How  we  may  our  hearts  assure  ? 
Vain  is  all  our  best  devotion, 
If  on  false  foundations  built ; 
True  religion's  more  than  notion — 
Something  must  be  known  and  felt, 

'Tis  to  trust  our  Well-beloved, 
If  his  blood  has  wash'd  us  clean  : 
'Tis  to  hope  our  guilt's  removed, 
Though  we  feel  it  rise  within. 
To  believe  that  all  k  finish'd, 
Though  so  much  remains  to  endure. 
Find  the  dangers  undiminish'd, 
Yet  to  hold  deliv'rance  sure. 

'Tis  to  hear  the  holy  Spirit, 
Prompting  us  to  secret  prayer  ; 
To  rejoice  in  Jesus'  merit, 
Yet  continual  sorrow  bear. 
To  receive  a  full  remission, 
Of  our  sins  forevermore  ; 
Yet  to  sigh  with  sore  contritio©3 
Begging  mercy  ev'ry  hour. 

To  be  stedfast  in  believing, 
Yet  to  tremble,  fear  and  quake  ; 
Ev'ry  moment  be  receiying 
Strength,  aad  yet  be  always  weak 


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)  o  be  fighting,  fleeing,  turning  . 
Ever  sinking-,  yet  to  swim  ; 
To  converse  with  Jesus, mourning 
For  ourselves,  or  else  for  him. 

HYMN  90.     P.  M. 

Jesus  oft'imss  resorted  tbitber  ivith  bis  Dm. pa. . 
John  xviii.  2. 

1  TESUS.  while  he  dwelt  below, 
tl  As  the.  true  historians  say, 
To  a  place  would  often  go, 

Near  to  Kedron's  brook  it  lay  : 
In  this  place  he  lov'd  to  be, 
And  'twas  nam'd  Gethsemane. 

2  Full  of  love  to  man's  lost  race, 

On  this  conflict  much  he  thought ; 
This  he  knew  the  destin'd  place, 

And  he  Iov'd  the  sacred  spot. 
Therefore  'twas  he  lik'd  to  be 
Often  in  Gethsemane. 

5  Come  at  length  the  dreadful  night : 
Vengeance  with  its  iron  rod 
Stood,  and  with  collected  might 

Bruis'd  the  harmless  Lamb  of  God, 
See  my  soul,  thy  Saviour  see, 
Grov'Uing  in  Gethsemane  ! 

4  View  him  in  that  olive  press, 

Squeez'd  and  wrung,  till  whelm'd  in  blood 
View  thy  Saviour's  deep  distress  ! 

Hear  the  sighs  of  the  Son  of  God ! 
Then  reflect  what  sin  must  be, 
Gazing  on  Gethsemane  ! 

5  There  my  Lord  bore  all  my  guilt : 

This  through  grace  can  be  belief ; 


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But  the  horrors  which  he  fell, 

Are  too  vast  to  be  conceiv'd  . 
None  can  penetrate  through  thee. 
Doleful  dark  Gethsemane. 

H  Sins  against  a  holy  God — 

Sins  against  his  righteous  law — 

Sins  against  his  love,  his  blood — 
Sins  against  his  name  and  cause — 

Sins  immense  as  is  the  sea : 

Hide  me  O  Gethsemane  ! 

7  Saviour,  all  the  stone  remove 
From  my  flinty,  frozen  heart ; 

Thaw  it  with  the  beams  of  love, 
Pierce  it  with  a  blood-dipr  dart. 

Wound  the  heart  that  wounded  thee4 

Melt  it  in  Gethsemene. 

HYMN  91.      L.  M.      The  stony  heart. 

1  f^H  !  for  a  glance  of  heavenly  day, 
\y     To  take  this  stubborn  stone  away, 
And  thaw  with  beams  of  love  divine 
This  heart,  this  frozen  heart  of  mine. 

2  The  rocks  can  rend,  the  earth  can  quake, 
The  seas  can  roar,  the  mountains  snake  ; 
Of  feeling,  all  things  shew  some  sign, 
But  this  unfeeling  heart  of  mine. 

.*,  To  hear  the  sorrows  thou  hast  felt, 
Dear  Lord,  an  adamant  would  melt ; 
But  I  can  read  each  moving  line, 
And  nothing  move  this  heart  of  mine. 

4  Thy  judgments  too  unmov'd  I  hear 
Amazing  thought !  which  devils  fear  ; 
Goodness  and  wrath  in  vain  combine 
T«  stir  this  stupiu  heart  of  miaet 


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|  But  something  yet  can  do  the  deed, 
And  that  dear  something  much  1  need 
Thy  Spirit  can  from  dross  refine, 
And  move  and  melt  this  heart  of  mine. 

HYMN   92.  L.  M.     Rjsehing  a  Member. 

I  T>  ROTHER  in  Christ,  and  well-belov'd, 
.13   To  Jesus  and  his  servants  dear, 
Enter,  and  shew  thyself  approv'd  ; 
Enter,  and  find  that  God  is  here. 

Welcome  from  earth  ! — Lo,  the  right  hand 
Of  fellowship  to  thee  we  give ! 

With  open  arms  and  hearts  we  stand, 
And  thee  in  Jesus'  name  receive. 

:5  Say,  is  thy  heart  resolv'd  as  ours  ? 
Then  let  it  burn  with  sacred  love  : 
Then  let  it  taste  the  heavenly  pow'rs. 
Partaker  of  tiie  joys  above. 

Jesus  attend,  thyself  reveal ! 

Are  we  not  met  in  thy  great  name  ? 
Thee  in  the  midst  we  wait  to  feel, 

We  wait  to  catch  the  spreading  flame 
5  Truly  our  fellowship  below, 

With  thee,  and  with  the  Father  is; 
In  thee  eternal  life  we  know, 

And  heaven's  unutterable  bliss. 

S  In  part  we  only  know  thee  here, 

But  wait  thy  coming  from  above  ; 
And  we  shall  then  behold  thee  near, 
And  then  shall  all  be  lost  in  love. 

HYMN  93.  P.  M.     The  Omnkieme  of  Qfakt, 

1    ~|  E3US,  thou  omnicient  Saviour, 
tl    Known  to  thee  is  all  I  do ; 

E 


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All  my  thoughts,  and  words,  and  action*, 
Lie  before  thy  piercing  view. 

2  All  my  various  imperfections, 

Ev'ry  sin,  and  ev'ry  fear  ; 
Yes — my  very  secret  evil, 
Doth  before  thy  face  appear. 

3  Yet  O  Lord,  thou  know'st  I  love  thee ; 

Love  thy  name,  and  love  thy  cause; 
Loye  the  sound  of  thy  rich  gospel, 
Dearly  love  thy  glorious  laws. 

4  Love  to  fear  thee,  love  to  serve  thee., 

Love  to  sing  thy  matchless  fame ; 
Love  sincerely  all  thy  people, 
Love  thy  saints  of  ev'ry  name. 

«?  Jesus  when  I  view  thy  kindness, 
How  I  wonder  and  adore  ! 
Yet  my  wonder  much  increases, 
That  1  love  my  Lord  no  more, 

^  O  thou  merciful  Redeemer, 

Help  me  more  thy  name  to  love  s 
Love  thee  with  intense  affection, 
Love  thee  as  thy  saints  above. 

HYMN  94.  L.  M.     Pilgrims  Farcwdi? 

3  XJILGRIMS  with  pleasure  let  us  part, 
JL     Since  we  are  of  one  mind  and  heart  ; 
Ko  length  of  days,  nor  distant  place, 
Can  ever  break  these  bands  of  grace. 

2  Parting  with  joy  we'll  join  and  sing, 
The  wonders  of  our  Lord  and  King ; 
Our  distant  bodies  may  remove, 
But  nothing  shaJi  divide  our  love. 


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5  In  vain  may  earth  and  hell  combine* 
To  quench  that  love  which  is  divine  j 
It  will  not  cease  with  dying  breath, 
Nor  cool  when  we  are  cold  in  death. 

Now  join'd  in  love  in  Jesus'  name, 
Let's  part,  and  fly  to  spread  his  fame  :■ 
That  other  souls  may  leave  their  woe, 
And  join  with  us  in  glory  too. 

A  few  more  rolling  days  and  years, 
Shall  bring  a  period  to  our  tears  ; 
We  soon  shall  reach  that  blissful  shore, 
Where  parting  shall  be  known  no  more. 

There  shall  our  souls  adore  the  hand, 
That  led  us  through  this  desert  land; 
Lose  all  our  griefs,  forget  our  pains, 
And  join  in  everlasting  strains. 


HYMN  95.   P.  M.     The  Mc 


essiah  is  come. 


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HE  Prince  of  Peace  is  come, 

And  cloth'd  himself  in  clay; 
Whoever  finds  him  room, 
He'll  take  their  guilt  away. 

Ye  souls  distrest 

In  him  believe, 

And  you  shall  live 

Forever  blest. 

This  is  the  slaughter'd  Lamb, 
Who  freely  spilt  his  blood  ; 
To  bear  the  sinner's  shame, 
And  bring  them  home  to  God  ; 

Unbounded  grace 

To  sinners  given, 

And  soon  in  heaven 

Immortal  bliss, 


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3  Sinners  receive  his  love, 
And  let  your  souls  rejoice  ; 
A  crown  of  life's  above, 
For  all  that  hear  his  voice. 

O  flee  from  hell, 
Enjoy  his  love, 
In  realms  above 
For  ever  dwell. 

4  O  God  my  soul  divest, 
Of  ev'ry  power  but  thine, 
Thy  love  shall  make  my  breast, 
A  kingdom  all  divine. 

When  time  is  o'er, 
O  let  me  be 
Wrapt  up  in  thee, 
For  evermore. 

HYMN   96.  S.  M.     The  awakened  Sinner. 

1  f\  AM  I  born  to  die, 
\3  With  a  polluted  soul  ? 
Ah  !  hurry'd  to  eternity, 

As  switt  as  time  can  roll. 

2  I  just  begin  to  see ; 

Ah  !    Lord,  what  shall  I  do  ? 
How  shall  a  wretched  sinner  flee, 
From  everlasting  woe  ? 

3  I  dare  no  longer  stay, 

So  nigh  the  jaws  of  hell ; 
Yet  how  to  go  or  find  the  way, 
To  Christ  (  cannot  tell. 

4  They  say  that  he  is  kind, 

And  pities  dying  men  ; 
But  how  shall  I  this  Jesus  find  f 
O  tell  me  where  or  Tvhea, 


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.5  They  say  he  don't  deny 

The  trembling  soul's  request  ; 
And  those  who  on  his  word  rely. 
Have  found  immediate  rest. 

6  O  Lord  though  I  am  vile, 
Receive  me  as  I  am ; 
Let  heaven's  immortal  goodness  smile, 
On  me,  through  Christ  the  Lamb. 

HYMN  97.  L.  M. 

A   Short  Address   to  Real  Christians. 

1  "]\TOw  to  the  pilgrims  born  of  God, 
-LI     In  Jesus'  name  these  lines  I  hand; 
To  cheer  you  on  your  christian  road, 
And  point  you  to  the  heavenly  land. 

■•  V  T  am  gone  and  ye  survive, 

the  ;-    deerher's  name  your  theme-; 
/  these  mi  rtal  climes  ye  rove, 

n  of  his  love  proclaim. 

D  I  shall  end  my  Christian  race, 
And  tread  your  mortal  climes  no  more  : 
But  through  Jehovah's  boundless  grace, 
shall  I  reach  the  heavenly  shore. 

4  No  distant  space  to  tske  my  flight, 

When  T  shall  close  these  mortal  eyes; 
But  in  eternal  realm-  of  light, 

Awake  with  plea*»»e  and  surprise. 

5  O  what  transporting  seas  of  bliss  ! 

Where  I  shall  sail  with  sweet  delight ! 
There  God  my  lasting  portion  is, 
Shining  beyond  conception  bright. 

6  How  will  the  heaven  transporting  blaze, 

The  powers  of  all  my  soul  employ ! 


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I  soaring  still  aloft  shall  gaze, 
On  that  eternal  source  of  joy. 

■7  Though  millions  are  the  hosts  above 
They  now  in  God  are  all  but  one  ; 
And  all  so  ravish'd  with  his  love, 
They  nothing  know  but  God  alone. 

8  My  soul  so  ravish'd  in  that  sea, 

I've  lost  myself,  and  wond'ring  gaze; 
This  God  is  all  1  feel  or  see, 
I'm  lost  in  his  meridian  blaze  ! 

9  1  drink,  I  soar,  I  gaze,  I  rove, 

O'er  these  transporting  scenes  of  bliss, 
Still  lost  with  wonder  in  his  love, 
My  soul !  and  what  a  God  is  this. 

iO  Ten  thousand  blazing  realms  of  light, 
Proclaim  their  God,  and  say  Amen  ! 
My  soul  stil!  soaring  in  her  flight, 
My  God  is  all,  I  drop  my  pen. 

HYMN   98.   C.  M.  Sanctif  cation  and  Pardon. 

i  ~VIs7"HERE  shall  we  sinners  hide  our  haad§, 
7  v      Can  rocks  or  mountains  save  ? 
Or  shall  we  wrap  ns  in  the  shades, 
Of  midnight  and  the  grsve  ? 

2  Is  there  no  shelter  from  the  eye, 

Of  an  all-seeing  God  ? 
Jesus,  to  thy  dear  wounds  we  fly, 
Bedew  us  with  thy  blood. 

3  Those  guardian  drops  our  souls  secure, 

And  wash  away  our  sin ; 
Eternal  justice  frowns  no  more, 
And  conscience  smiles  within. 

4  We  bless  th.it  wond'rous,  purple  stream^ 

That  cleanses  every  stain  ! 


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Vet  are  our  souls  but  half  redeem'd, 
If  sin  the  tyrant  reign. 

5  Lord  blast  his  empire  with  thy  breath, 
That  cursed  throne  must  fall; 
Ye  flattering  plagues  that  work  our  deatht 
Fly,  for  we  hate  you  all. 

HYMN  99.  P.  M.     Christ  our  Aii 

1  "^"AIN  delusive  world  adieu, 

▼      With  all  of  creature  good  : 
Only  Jesus  1  pursue, 

Who  bought  me  with  his  blood  ! 
All  thy  pleasures  [  forego, 

I  trample  on  thy  wealth  and  pride  : 
Only  Jesus  will  I  know, 

And  Jesus  crucify 'd  \ 

2  Other  knowledge  I  disdain, 

' Tis  all  but  vanity  ; 
Christ  the  Lamb  of  God,  was^'aia, 

He  tasted  death  for  me  ! 
Me  to  save  from  endless  woe, 

The  sin-atoning  victim  dy'd  ; 
Only  Jesus  will  I  know, 

And  Jesus  crucify 'd  ! 

S  Here  will  I  set  up  my  rest, 

My  fluctuating  heart, 
From  the  haven  of  his  breast, 

Shall  never  more  depart  : 
Whither  should  a  sinner  go  ? 

His  wounds  for  me  stand  open  wide, 
©nly  Jesus  will  I  know, 

And  Jesus  crucify 'd  ! 


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4  Him  to  know  19  life  and  peace, 

And  pleasure  without  end ; 
This  is  all  my  happiness, 

On  Jesus  to  depend  ! 
Daily  in  his  grace  to  grow, 

And  ever  in  his  love  abide ', 
Only  Jesus  will  I  know, 

And  Jesus  crucify 'd  ! 

5  O  that  I  could  all  invite, 

This  saving  truth  to  prove  : 
Show  the  length,  the  breadth,  and  height* 

And  depth  of  Jesus'  love! 
Fain  I  would  to  sinners  show, 

The  blood  by  faith  alone  apply'd  ! 
Only  Jesus  will  I  know, 

And  Jesus  crucify ! 

HYMN    100.  C.  M.     Death  and  Hea>oe*< 

1  A  ND  let  this  feeble  body  fail, 
XJL  And  let  it  faint  and  die  ; 

My  soul  shall  quit  this  mournful  vale, 
And  soar  to  worlds  on  high : 

Shall  join  the  glorified  saints, 
And  find  its  long  sought  rest ; 

That  only  bliss  for  which  it  pants. 
In  the  Redeemer's  breast. 

2  In  hope  of  that  immortal  crown, 

I  now  rhe  cross  sustain  ; 
And  gladly  wander  up  and  down. 

And  smile  at  toil  and  pain; 
I  suffer  on  my  threescore  years, 

Till  my  DehVrer  come; 
And  wipe  away  his  servant's  tears, 

And  take  his  exile  home. 


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$  O  what  hath  Jesns  bought  for  me? 

Before  my  ravish' d  eyes, 
Rivers  of  life  divine  I  see, 

And  trees  of  paradise  ! 
I  see  a  host  of  brethren  bright, 

Who  taste  the  pleasures  there  ! 
They  all  are  rob'd  in  spotless  white, 

And  conqu'ring  palms  they  bear. 

4  O  what  are  all  my  sufPrings  here, 

If  Lord,  thou  count  me  meet, 
With  that  enraptur'd  host  t'  appear. 

And  worship  at  thy  feet  ! 
Give  joy  or  grief,  give  ease  or  paia, 

Take  life  or  friends  away  : 
But  let  me  find  my  friends  again, 

In  that  eternal  day. 

HYMN    101.   P.  M. 
A  Prayer  for  Seriousness ,  in  prospeel  of  'Etetnifj, 

1  fl^HOU  God  of  glorious  majesty, 

A    To  thee,  against  myself,  to  thee, 

A  sinful  worm,  I  cry  : 
A  halt-awaken 'd  child  of  man, 
An  heir  ot  endless  bliss  or  pain, 

A  sinner  born  to  die  ! 

2  Lo!  on  a  narrow  neck  of  land, 
Twixt  two  unbounded  seas  I  standi 

Secure,  insensible ; 
A  point  of  time,  a  moment's  space, 
Removes  me  to  yon  heavenly  place.^ 

Or  shuts  me  up  in  helL 

5  O  God,  my  guilty  soul  convert, 
Afld  deeply  on  my  wretched  heart, 
Sternal  things  impieas  j 
£  2 


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Give  me  to  feel  their  solemn  weight, 
To  tremble  ere  it  is  too  late, 
And  wake  to  righteousness ! 

4  Before  me  place  in  dread  array, 
The  pomp  of  that  tremendous  day, 

When  thou  with  clouds  shalt  come ; 
To  judge  the  nations  at  thy  bar, 
And  tell  me  Lord,  shall  I  be  there, 
To  meet  a  joyful  doom  ? 

.5  Be  this  my  one  great  bus'ness  here, 
With  serious  industry  and  fear, 

Eternal  bliss  t'  erasure  ; 
Thine  utmost  counsel  to  fulfil, 
To  suffer«ll  thy  righteous  will, 

And  to  the  end  endure. 

§  Then  Saviour,  then  my  60ul  receive, 
Transported  from  this  vale,  to  live 

And  reign  with  thee  above  ! 
Where  faith  is  sweetly  lost  in  sight, 
And  hope  in  full  supreme  delight, 
And  everlasting  love. 

HYMN   102.  P.  M.     The  Convert. 

J   ^|H  how  happy  are  they, 
"_f  Who  the  Saviour  obey, 

And  have  laid  up  their  treasure  above} 
Tongue  can  never  express, 
The  sweet  comfort  and  peace, 

Of  a  soul  in  its  earliest  love  ! 

2  That  sweet  comfort  was  mine, 

When  the  favour  divine, 
S  first  found  in  the  blood  of  the  Lamb; 

When  at  first  I  believ'd, 


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What  a  joy  1  receiv'd, 
What  a  heaven  in  Jesus'  name? 

9  'Twas  a  heaven  below, 

My  Redeemer  to  know  ; 
And  the  angels  could  do  nothing  more", 

Than  to  fall  at  hts  feet, 

And  the  story  repeat, 
And  the  Lover  of  sinners  adore". 

4  Jesus  all  the  day  long, 

Was  my  joy  and  my  song; 
O  that  all  his  salvation  might  so: ! 

He  hath  lov'd  me,  I  cry'd, 

He  hath  suffer'd  and  dy'd, 
To  redeem  such  a  rebel  as  me: 

J  On  the  wings  of  his  love, 

I  was  carry'd  above 
All  my  sin,  and  temptation,  and  pairw 

And  1  could  not  believe 

That  1  ever  -hou'd  irrieve, 
That  1  ever  should  suffer  aga^ni 

6  I  then  rode  <>n  the  sky, 
Freely jtistify'd  I. 

^Nor  did  envy  Elijah  his  seat  ; 
My  glad  soul  mounted  higher, 
In  a  chariot  of  fire, 
And  the  moon  it  was  undtfr  my  feet 

7  O  !  the  rapturous  height, 
Of  that  holy  delight, 

Which  I  felt  in  the  life-giving  blood  ! 

Of  my  Saviour  possest, 

I  was  perfectly  blest,-  - 
And  was  fUl'd  with  the  fulness  of  God 


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HYMN  103.  CM. 
Warning  to  Sinners  to  flee  from  the  Wrath  to  (MfA 

■i  "ITM/TITH  love  of  pity  1  look  round, 

▼  f      Upon  my  fellow  clay  ; 
See  men  reject  the  gospel  sound, 
Good  God !  what  shall  I  say  * 

5  O  sinners,  sinners  will  you  hear, 
When  in  God's  name  I  come  ? 
Upon  your  peril  don't  forbear, 
Lest  hell  should  be  your  doom. 

3  Now  is  the  time,  th'  accepted  hour, 

O  sinners !  come  away ; 
The  Saviour's  knocking  at  your  dooi 
Arise  without  delay. 

4  Do  not  refuse  to  give  him  room, 

Lest  mercy  should  withdraw  ; 
He'll  th~n  in  robes  of  vengeance  comfcj 
To  execute  his  law. 

5'  Then  where  poor  sinners  will  you  be, 
If  destitute  of  grace  ; 
When  you  your  injur'd  Judge  shall  see, 
And  stand  before  his  face. 

£  O  !  could  you  shun  that  dreadful  sight, 
How  would  you  wish  to  fly  ; 
To  the  dark  shades  of  endless  night* 
From  that  all  searching  eye. 

7  But  death  and  hell  must  all  appear, 
And  you  among  them  stand  ; 
Before  the  great  impartial  bar, 
Arraign'd  at  Christ's  left  hand.' 


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9  No  yearning;  bowels'  pity  thett^ 

Will  e'er  affect  my  heart ; 
No,  1  shall  surely  say  Amen, 
When  Christ  bids  you  depart. 

10  Let  not  these  warnings  be  in  vaiu, 

But  lend  a  list'ning  ear, 
Lest  you  should  meet  them  all  again, 
When  wrapt  in  keen  despair. 

HYMN  104.   P.M.     The  Fall  of  Babylw, 

\  /^OME  brethren  let  us  join  and  sing, 
\J  The  growing  empire  of  our  King, 

Who  spilt  his  precious  blood; 
His  life  a  ransom  gave  for  all, 
That  he  might  save  our  souls  from  thraH> 

And  bring  us  home  to  God. 

2  He  rides  victorious  through  the  land, 
His  saints  rejoice,  his  heralds  stand, 

And  they  aloud  do  call ; 
Sinners  repent,  to  Jesus  fly, 
While  he  in  mercy  passes  by, 

And  offers  grace  to  all. 

3  The  work  of  God  is  going  on, 
Souls  daily  flee  from  Babylon, 

Anion  the  Lord  do  call : 
Old  formalists  with  wonder  gaze, 
And  Babel's  Merchants  stand  amaz'el 

To  see  their  Mother  fall. 

4  The  wilderness  doth  sweetly  ring 
With  prny'rs  and  praises  to  the  King, 

Wbo  sits  on  Ziou'shill ; 


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The  towjw  and  cities  hear  the  voice, 

The  sinners  mourn,  the  saints  rejoice^ 

With  praise  the  streets  are  fili'd. 

&  Ride  on  all  conquering  King,  ride  on-, 
Thy  kingdom  come,  thy  will  be  done/ 

Lev  heaven  and  earth  agree, 
To  sound  aloud  thy  worthy  fame, 
Till  all  our  souls  shall  be  on  flame^ 

To  rise  and  reign  with  thee, 

HYMN  105.     P.  M, 

Composed  by  George  Whittjield. 

i     1   Hi  lovely  appearance  of  death, 
il  What  sight  upon  earth  is  so  fairy 
Not  all  the  gay  pageants  on  earth, 

C  <.n  with  this  dead  body  compare  I 
With  solemn  delight  1  survey 

The  cerpse,  when  the  spiiit  is  fled, 
In  love  with  that  beautiful  clay, 

And  longing  to  lie  in  its  stead. 

2  How  blest  is  our  brother  bereft 

Of  all  that  could  burthen  his  mindg 
How  easy  the  soul  that  has  left 

This  wearisome  body  behind  ? 
Of  evil  incapable  thou, 
.    Whose  relics  with  envy  I  see, 
No  longer  in  misery  now, 

No  longer  a  sinner  like  me. 

3  His  heart  is  afflicted  no  more 

With  sickness,  or  shaken  with  pain  $ 
The  war  in  the  members  is  o'er, 
And  never  shall  vex  him  again  ! 


Ill 

No  anger,  henceforward,  or  shame 

Shall  redden  this  innocent  clay  ; 
Extinct  is  the  animal  flame, 

The  passions  are  vanish'd  away. 
4  His  languishing  head  is  at  rest, 

Its  aching  and  thinking  are  o'er; 
This  quiet  immoveable  breast 

Is  heav'd  by  affliction  no  more  J 
His  heart  is  no  longer  the  seat 

Of  sickness  and  torturing  pain  ; 
It  ceases  to  flutter  and  beat, 

It  never  shall  flutter  again. 

3  His  eyes  he  so  seldom  could  close, 

(By  sorrow  forbidden  to  sleep,) 
Seal'd  up  in  a  lengthy  repose, 

Have  strangely  forgotten  to  weep. 
Those  fountains  can  yield  no  supplier; 

Whose  hollows  from  waters  are  free : 
The  tears  are  all  wip'd  from  his  eyes, 

And  evil  he  never  shall  see. 

<■*  To  mourn  and  to  suffer  is  mine, 

While  bound  in  this  prison  of  earth ; 
And  still  for  deliverance  pine, 

And  press  to  the  issues  of  death, 
What  now  with  my  tears  I  bedew, 

O  might  I  this  moment  become! 
My  spirit  created  anew, 

My  flesh  be  consign'd  to  the  tomb ! 

HYMN  106.  L.  M.     The  Rock. 

!  VETE'VE  foundtheRockthetravellerscryM, 
▼  ▼  0  Ha'.la  Hallelujah. 

The  stone  that  all  the  prophets  try'd ; 
0  Halla  HalLlujah. 

€k>me  children  drink  the  balmy  dew, 


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0  Halla  Hallelujah. 

Twa3  Christ  that  shed  his  blood  for  y^tf*: 

0  Halla  Hallelujah. 

2  This  costly  mixture  cures  the  soul, 
Which  sin  and  guilt  had  made  so  foul ; 
O  that  you  would  believe  in  God, 

And  wash  in  Christ's  most  precious  blooA 

3  O  hearken  children !  Christ  is  come, 
The  bride  is  ready,  let  us  run; 

I'm  glad  I  ever  saw  the  day, 

That  we  might  meet  to  praise  and  pray. 

4  Here's  glorv,  glory  in  my  soul, 
Come  mourner  feel  the  current  roll ; 
Welcome  dear  friends,  'tis  known  to  night, 
It  shines  arouad  with  dazzling  light. 

3  And  in  this  light  we'll  soar  away, 
Where  there's  no  night  but  open  day! 
O  children,  children,  bear  the  cross, 
And  count  the  world  below  as  dross. 

§  We'll  bear  the  cross  and  wear  the  crow«3 
And  by  our  Father's  side  sit  down;- 
His  grace  will  feed  our  hungry  souls, 
While  love  divine  eternal  rolls. 

7  His  fiery  chariots  make  their  way, 
To  welcome  us  to  endless  day ; 
There  glitt'ring  millions  we  shall  join, 
To  praise  the  Prince  of  David's  line. 

HYMN  107.  P.  M. 

A  Dialogue  between  Saints  and  Angeh, 
ANGELS. 

*\?1  happy  souls  arise, 
A    And  bless  the  saviour's  name; 
Descending  from  the  skies, 
To  vour  relief  he  came. 


IIS 

Ih  cheerful  notes  with  rapture  join 
To  celebrate  his  love  divine. 


Yes,  in  his  praises  we  will  join, 
To  celebrate  his  love  divine. 
O  ye  blest  pow'rs  on  high, 
Who  dweli  so  near  his  throne 
Ye  saw  the  Saviour  fly- 
To  bring  salvation  down. 
Will  ye  not  with  us  freely  join 
To  celebrate  his  love  divine  ? 


Yes,  with  you  we  will  gladly  join 
To  celebrate  his  love  divine. 

From  everlasting  days 

His  love  began  to  flow, 

To  bless  your  fallen  race, 

And  rescue  man  from  woe, 
E're  earth  was  made  we  saw  it  shine. 
And  wondcr'd  at  his  love  divine. 

SAINTS. 

Eut  now  it  shines  with  brighter  ravs. 
And  thousands  feel  its  healing  grace. 

Ye  heralds  of  the  King, 

In  what  celestial  way, 

Did  ycu  on  radiant  wing 

Announce  redemption's  day ! 
Glory  to  God,  was  then  your  strain, 
With  peace  on  earth,  good  will  tc  men. 

angels. 

And  still  through  endle??  years  we  join 
To  celebrate  his  love  divine. 

Ye  new-born  sons  of  grace, 

in  sweet  responsive  song, 


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Re-echo  back  your  lays, 

To  Jesus  they  belong. 
To  him  who  wash'd  you  in  his  blcod, 
And  made  you  kings  and  priests  to  God. 

SAINTS. 

Yes,  he  hath  wash'd  us  in  his  blood, 
And  made  us  kings  and  priests  to  God 

Praise,  everlasting  praise, 

To  his  adored  name ! 

The  riches  of  his  grace  . 

Forever  we'll  proclaim  ! 
Nor  shall  our  grateful  songs  alone 
Address  the  great  eternal  throne: 
For  all  above,  below,  shall  join 
To  celebrate  his  love  divine. 


Let  earth,  and  seas,  and  sk;es, 

Let  mountains,  rocks  and  plains,. 

Resound  his  lofty  praise, 

For  over  all  he  reigns. 
And  all  in  vast  citation  join 
To  celebrate  his  love  divine. 

HYMN  108.   P.  M.      The  Heavenly  Mariner. 

1  nnHR©UGH  tribulation's  deep 

JL    The  way  to  Glory  is, 

This  stormy  course  I  keep 

On  these  tempestuous  seas. 
By  waves  and  winds  I'm.  toss'd  and  driven,, 
Freighted  with  grace  and  bound  to  heave*.. 

2  Sometimes  temptations  blow 
A  dreadful  hurricane, 

And  high  the  waters  flow, 
Asd  e'er  the  sides  break  in  \ 


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till  ray  little  ship  outbraves 
rhe  blust'ring  winds  and  surging  wavcf\ 

S   When  I  in  my  distrees, 

My  anchor  hope,  can  cast 

Within  the  promises, 

It  holds  my  vessel  fast : 
Safely  she  then  at  anchor  rides, 
'Midst  stormy  blasts  and  swelling  tides! 

4  If  a  dead  calm  ensues, 

And  heaven  no  breezes  give, 

The  oar  of  prayer  I  use  ; 

I  tug  and  toil  and  strive  ; 
Through  storms  and  calms  for  many  a  day 
I  make  but  very  little  way. 

5  But  when  a  heavenly  breeze 
Springs  up  and  fills  my  sail, 
My  vessel  goes  with  ease 
Before  the  pleasant  gale, 

And  runs  as  much  an  hour  or  more 
As  in  a  month  or  two  before. 

6  Hid  by  the  clouds  from  sight. 
The  sun  doth  not  appear, 
Nor  can  I  in  the  night 
Behold  die  moon  or  star ; 

Sometimes  for  days  and  weeks  or  moi  e 
I  cannot  see  the  sky  or  shore.  * 

7  As  at  the  time  of  noon 

My  quadrant  Faith,  I  take, 
To  view  my  CHRIST,  my  sun?! 
If  he  the  clouds  should  brpak, 

I'm  happy  when  his  face  1  see, 

I  know  then  whereabout  I  be? 

S  The  Bible  is  my  chart; 
By  it  the  6eas  1  kaew: 


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I  cannot  with  it  part, 
It  rocks  and  sands  doth  show  ; 
It  is  a  chart  and  compass  t©o, 
Whose  needle  points  forever  true. 

9  I  keep  aloof  from  pride, 
Those  rocks  I  pass  with  care  ; 
I  studiously  avoid 

The  whirlpool  of  despair ; 
Presumption's  quicksands  too  I  shim, 
Near  them  I  do  not  choose  to  run. 

10  When  through  a  strait  I  go, 
Or  near  some  coast  am  drove, 
The  plummet  forth  I  throw, 
And  thus  my  safety  prove  ; 

The  Scripture  is  the  line  which  I 
Fathom  the  depth  of  water  by. 

1 1  My  vessel  would  be  lost 
In  spite  of  all  my  care, 
But  that  the  Holy  Ghost 
Himself  vouchsafes  to  steer  : 

And  t  through  all  my  voyage  will 
Depend  upon  my  steersman's  skilL 

12  Ere  I  can  reach  heaven's  coast, 
I  must  a  gulf  pass  through, 
Which  dreadful  proves  to  most ; 
For  all  this  passage  go. 

But  all  death's  waves  can't  me  o'erwheln>. 
If  God  himself  is  at  my  helm. 

1 3  When  through  this  gulf  I  get, 
Though  rough,  it  is  but  short, 
The  pilot  angels  meet, 

To  bring  me  into  port : 
And  when  1  land  on  that  blest  shore, 
Vshall  be  safe  forevermwe* 


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HYMN  109.     C.  M. 

A  Brief  Description  of  the  Children  of  Gtd.     lit  u 
Dialogue. 

1  T^tTHAT  poor  despised  company 

▼  ▼      Of  travellers  are  these, 
Who  w?lk  in  yonder  narrow  way, 
Along  the  rugged  maze  ? 

2  Ah,  these  are  of  a  royal  line, 

All  children  of  a  King; 
Heirs  of  immortal  crowns  divine, 
And  lo,  for  joy  they  sing. 

3  Why  do  they  then  appear  so  mean  ? 

And  why  so  much  despis'd  ? 
Eecause  of  their  rich  robes  unseen, 
The  world  is  not  appris'd. 

4  But  some  of  them  seem  poor  distrest, 

And  lacking  daily  bread  : 
Ah !   they're  of  boundless  wealth  possess'd. 
With  hidden  manna  fed. 

-J  But  why  keep  they  that  narrow  road, 
That  rugged  thorny  maze  ? 
Why  that's  the  way  their  Leader  trod. 
They  love  and  keep  his  ways. 

•  Why  must  they  shun  the  pleasant  path 
That  worldlings  love  so  well  ? 
Because  that  is  the  road  to  death, 
The  open  road  to  hell. 

7  What  is  there  then  no  other  road 

To  Salem's  happy  ground  ? 

Christ  is  ths  only  way  to  God;, 

None  other  can  be  found. 


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HYMN  1 10.  L.  M. 
So  ivitl  I  go  unto  the  Kino-, 

larv  ;   and  if  I  perish,  1  perish.  Esther  iv.  16. 

2  RUNNERS  expos'd  to  dreadful  woe, 
K-7    Arise  and  to  King  Jesus  go  ; 

Your  guilt  confess,  his  favour  seek, 
And  wait  to  hear  what  God  will  speak. 
i  Fear  not  the  law  'tis  grace  that  reigns, 
Jesus  the  sinner's  cause  maintains; 
He  ransom'd  rebels  with  his  blood, 
.And  now  he  intercedes  with  God. 

3  To  him  approach  with  fervent  prayer* 
And  if  you  perish,  perish  there  ; 
Resolv'd  at  Jesus'  feet  to  lie, 

Sueing  for  mercy  till  you  die. 

•i  Like  Esther  venture  near  his  throne, 
And  make  your  supplications  known, 
Tell  him  the  cause  of  all  your  grief, 
And  he  will  grant  you  quick  relief. 

■  &■  Thrice  happy  souls,  who  thus  address 
The  God  of  love  and  boundless  grace, 
Jesus  will  such  completely  save, 
And  life  eternal  they  shall  have. 

HYMN  111.  S.  M.     Evening  Hyptsu. 

$  FF1HE  day  is  past  and  gone, 
JL    The  evening  shades  appear  ; 
O  may  we  all  remember  well 
The  night  of  death  draws  near. 

2  We  lay  our  garments  by, 
Upon  our  beds  to  rest ; 
So  death  will  soon  disrobe  us  all-. 
Of  what  we  here  possess. 


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y  Lord'keep  us  safe  this  night, 
Secure  from  all  our  fears  ; 
May  angels  guard  us  while  we  sleej^ 
Till  morning  light  appears. 

4  And  if  we  early  ri.-e, 

And  view  th'  unweari'd  sun, 
May  we  set  out  to  win  the  prize, 
And  after  glory  run. 

5  And  when  our  days  are  past, 

And  we  from  time  remove, 
O  may  we  in  thy  bosom  rest, 
The  bosom  of  thy  love. 

HYMN  112.  P.  M.      Temptation. 

1  SOMETIMES  I  think  myself  so  strong-, 

0  Nothing  against  me  can  prevail : 

1  grow  secure — It  is  not  long 
Ere  storms  and  trials  me  assail : 
I  waver  like  a  shaking  leaf, 
Shatter'd  by  sin  and  unbelief. 

2  No  more  of  innate  strength  I  boast : 
No  more  of  mighty  conquests  dream  ; 
My  confidence  is  sunk  and  lost, 

My  self-dependence  ends  in  shame  : 
I  fall  an  easy,  helpless  prey, 
As  running-water  glides  away. 

3  Alas  !  how  weak,  how  frail  am  I ! 
Why  do  I  trust  this  treach'rous  heart  ? 
Why  on  this  broken  reed  rely, 

And  from  the  Lord,  my  strength,  depart  ? 
Is  not  my  Saviour's  saying  true, 
"  Ye  without  me  can  nothing  do  ?" 

I  But  unbelief,  that  bitter  root 
Planted  and  fix'd  in  nature's  soil, 


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Produceth  ail  unholy  fruit, 
And  doth  my  mind  and  flesh  deiiic. 
This  hurtful  enemy  within, 
Opposes  Christ,  and  cleaves  to  sin  ! 

5  Lord  take  away  this  -evil  heart 
Of  unbelief  and  servfle  fear  ; 
Let  me  from  thee  no  more  depart, 
No  more  from  thy  wise  counsels  err, 
But  in  the  path  of  life  go  on 
Steady,  till  1  obtain  the  crown. 

G  Thou  knowest  my  infirmity, 
@  Ldrd,  my  self-deceit  and  sin  : 
Keep  fierce.temptations  far  from  me, 
Or  strengthen,  me  the  day  to  win  : 
My  whole  and  sole  support  art  thou, 
When  snares  and  sorrows  round  me  flow. 

7  My  nature  is  all  helplessness ; 
To  conquer  sin  I  have  no  power : 
Jesus  let  thy  almighty  grace 
Protect  me  in  the  fiery  hour. 
Captain  of  my  solvation,  thou, 
Subdue  and  vanquish  ev'ry  foe. 

HYMN  113.  P.  M.     Love  to  CLrht. 
i   £"\  JESUS  my  Saviour  to  thee  1  submit, 
vJF   With  love  and  thanksgiving  fall  down  at 
thy  feet ; 
In  sacrifice  offer  my  soul,  flesh  and  blood  ; 
Thou  art  my  Redeemer  who  brought  me  to  God. 

2  I  love  thee,  I  love  thee,  I  love  thee  my  love, 
I  love  thee  my  Saviour,  1  love  thee  my  Dove  ; 

I  love  thee,  1  love  thee,  and  that  thou  dost  know, 
But  how  much  I  love  thee  I  never  can  show. 

3  All  human  expressions  are  empty  and  vain 
They  cannot  unriddle  this  heavenly  flame ; 


I'm  sure  it  tlie  tongue  of  an  angel  were  nunc, 
I  could  not  this  myst'ry  completely  define. 

4  I'm  happy,  I'm  happy,  O  wond'rous  account  ! 
My  joys  are  immortal,  I  stand  on  the  mount ; 

1  g.-zeon  my  treasure,  and  long  to  be  there, 
Willi  Jesus  and  angels  my  kindred  so  dear. 

5  O  Jesus  my  Saviour,  with  thee  I  am  blest! 
JMy  life  and  salvation,  my  joy  and  my  rest ! 
Thy  name  be  my  theme,  &.  thy  love  be  my  song^ 
Thy  grace  shall  inspire  my  heart  oc  my  tongue. 

C  O  who's  like  my  Saviour  he's  Salem's  blight 
King ! 

He  smiles  and  he  loves  me,  and  learns  me  to  sing ; 
I'll  praise  him,  I'll  praise   him,  with  notes   loud 

and  shrill, 
While  rivers  of  pleasure  my  spirit  doth  fill, 

HYMN  114.  P.  M. 

I.ovgbigfor  the  spread  of  the  Gospd. 

>   l"k'ER  the  gloomy  hills  of  darkness. 
*-*     Look,  my  soul  be  still  and  gaze.'- 
All  the  promises  do  travail 

With  a  glorious  dav  of  grace. 
Blessed  jubilee,  blessed  jubilee, 
Let  thy  glorious  morning  dawn. 

2  Let  the  Indian,  let  the  Negro, 

Let  the  rude  Barbarian  see, 
That  divine  and  glorious  conquest. 

Once  obtain'd  on  Calvary. 
Let  the  gospel,  let  the  gospel, 
Loud  resound  from  pole  to  pole. 

3  Kingdoms  wide  that  sit  in  darkness, 

Grant  them  Lord,  the  glorious  light  • 
And  from  eastern  coast  to  western 


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May  the  morning  chase  the  night ; 
And  redemption    and  redemption, 
Freely  purchas'd,  win  the  day. 

4  May  the  glorious  day  approaching, 

From  eternal  darkness  dawn, 
And  the  everlasting  gospel 

Spread  ahro.id  thy  holy  name; 
All  die  borders,  all  the  borders, 
Of  the  grea£  Imm  muel's  land. 

5  Fly  abroad,  thou  mighty  gospel, 

Win  and  conquer,  never  cease} 
May  thy  lasting  wide  dominion 

Multiply,  and  stiil  increase  : 
Sway  thy  sceptre,  sway  thv  sceptre, 
Saviour,  all  the  world  around. 

HYMN    115.   P.  M. 
Jesus  seen  ..f  Angels      1    Tim.  iii.  2€fc» 

1  |T\      \1>L  ye  blessed  throng 
\J     Of  angels  round  the  throne» 
Join  with  our  ;eeble  song, 

To  make  the  Saviour  known  ; 
On  earth  ye  knew 
His  wond'rou*  grace, 
His  beauteous  face 
In  heaven  ye  view. 

2  Ye  saw  the  wond'rous  chili 
In  human  flesh  array 'd, 
Benevolent  and  mild, 
While  in  the  m  :nger  laid*. 

And  pr.iise  to  God, 
And  pear1  ....    e  irth> 
For  such  a  b  -■  i, 
F«oelaim*d  aloud 


! 

*  Ye  hn  the  wildei 

Beheld  the  tempter  spoil'd, 
Well  known  in  every  dress, 
In  every  combat  iV/.l'd  ; 

And  joy'd  to  crown 

1  he  Victor's   head, 

When  Satan  fled 

Before  his  frown. 

und  the  bloody  tree 
Yt  press'd  with  strong' desire, 
i'rous  sight  to  Bee, 
B  Lord  of  life  expire  : 
And  could  your  eyes 
Have  known  a  tear, 
Had  dropt'd  it  there 
In  sad  surprise. 

&  Around  his  sacred  comb 
A  willing  watch  ye  keep  ; 
Till  the  blest  moment   come 
■ise  him  >rom  his  sleep: 
Then  rolTd   the  stone, 
And  all  ador'd 
Your  rising  Lord, 
With  joy  unknown. 

6  When  all  array'd  in  light, 
The  shining  Conqueror  rode-, 
Ye  hail'd  his  rapturous  flight 
Up  to  the  throne  oi  God  ; 
And  wav'd  around 
Your  golden  wings, 
And  struck  your  strings 
Of  sweetest  sound 

•7  The  warbling  notes  pursue. 
And  louder  anthems  raise  * 


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While  mortals  sing  with  you 
Their  own  Redeemer's  praise 

And  thou,  my  heart, 

With  equal  flame, 

And  joy  the  same, 

Perform  thy  part. 

HYMN  116.     P.M. 
Uejcicing  hi    Hope.     Isa.  xxxv.   10.     Luke  xii.  ?2. 

1  |pH[LDREN  of  the  heavenly  King, 
\J      As  ye  journey,  sweetly  sing  ; 
ding  your  Saviour's  worthy  praise, 
Glorious  in  his  works  and  ways. 

2  Ye  are  travelling  home  to  God, 
In  the  way  the  fathers  trod  ; 
They  are  happy  now,  and  ye 
Soon  their  happiness  shall  tee. 

3  O  ye  banish'd  seed,  be  glad  ! 
Christ  our  advocate  is  made  ; 
Us  to  save,  our  flesh  assumes, 
Brother  to  our  souls  becomes 

4  Shout  ye  little  flock,  and  blest, 
You  on  Jesus'  throne  shall  rest : 
There  your  seat  is  now  prepar'd, 
There  your  kingdom  and  reward 

5  Fear  not  brethren,  joyful  stand 
On  the  borders  of  your  land; 
Jesus  Christ  your  Father's  Son 
Bids  you  undismay'd  go  on. 

5  Lord,  obediently  we'll  go, 
Gladly  leaving  all  below  ! 
Only  thou  our  Leader  be, 
Afld  we  still  will  follow  tbjgjfe 


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HYMN   117.  C.  M. 

OW  halh  commanded  all  men  every  tvbtre  to  repent. 

Acts  xvii.  30. 

1  X$  EPENT,  the  vo'ce  celestial  cries, 
It     Nor  longer  dare  dtlay  : 

The  wretch  that  scorns  the  mandate  dies,, 
And  meets  a  fiery  clay. 

2  No  more  the  piercing  eye  of  God 

Q'erlooks  the  crimes  of  men: 
His  Heralds  are  dispatch'd  abroad 
To  warn  the  world  of  sin. 

3  The  summons  reach  through  all  the  earthy 

Let  eartli  attend  and  fear  : 

Listen,  ye  men  of  royal  birth, 

Arid  let  your  vassals  hear. 

4  Together  in  his  presence  bow, 

And  ail  your  guilt  confess  ; 
Embrace  the  blessed  Saviour  now, 
Nor  trifle  with  his  grace. 

3  Bow,  ere  the  awful  trumpet  sound, 
And  call  you  to  his  bar; 
For  mercy  knows  the  appointed  bound^ 
And  turns  to  vengeance  the;  c. 

'?  Amazing  love,  that  yet  will  call, 

And  yet  prolong  our  days  ! 
Our  hearts  .vabdu*d  by  goodness  fall. 
And  weep,  and  love, and  praise-. 

HYMN  118.  L.  M. 

Co  ttpla';ni;fg  of 7::constancy* 
\  fBlHE  wandering  star,  the  fleeting  wir.A. 
JL      Both  represent  the  unstable  mind  ; 
'1  he  morning  cloud  and  early  dew, 
Bring  car  inconstancy  te  view, 


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:.  But  cloud,  and  wind,  and  dew,  and  stai-, 
Faint  and  imperfect  emblems  are  ; 
For  can  there  ought  in  nature  be 
So  fickle  and  so  false  as  we. 

3  Our  outward  walk  and  inward  frame 
Scarce  through  a  single  hour  the  same-; 
We  vow,  and  soon  our  vows  forget, 
And  then  those  very  vows  repeat. 

4  We  sin  forsake,  to  sin  return, 

Are  hot,  are  cold,  now  freeze,  now  bum; 
In  deep  distress  then  raptures  feel, 
We  soar  to  heaven,  then  sink  to  hell. 

5  With  flowing  tears,  JLord  we  confess, 
Our  folly  and  unstedfastntss  ; 
When  shall  these  hearts  more  fixed  be, 
Fix'cl  by  thy  grace,  and  fix'd  for  thee? 

KYMN   119.     C.  M. 
An  Initiation  to  the  Gospel  Feast.      Luke  xiv.  21 

1  ~%.TE  wretched,  hungry,  starving  poor, 

JL      Behold  a  royal  feast ! 
Where  mercy  spreads  her  bounteous  store 
For  every  humble  guest. 

2  See  Jesus  stands  with  open  arms  ; 

Fie  calls,  he  bids  you  come  ; 
Guiit  holds  you  back,  and  fear  alarms  j 
But  see  there  yet  is  room. 

3  Room  in  the  Saviour's  bleeding  heart;, 

There  love  and  piiv  meet  ; 
Nor  will  he  hid  the  soul  depart, 
That  trembles  at  his  feet. 

4  The  God  to  whom  we're  reconcil'd, 

Invites  your  souls  to  come; 


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rebel  shall  be  call'd  a  child, 
And  kindly  vjtlcom'd  home. 

5  O  come  and  with  his  children  taste 

The  blessings  of  his  love  ; 
While  hope  attends  the  sweet  repast 
Of  nobler  joys  above 

6  Therewith  united  heart  and  voice, 

Before  th'  eternal  throne, 
Ten  thousand  thousand  souls  rejoice, 
In  ecstacies  unknown. 

7  And  yet  ten  thousand  thousand  more. 

Are  welcome  still  to  come  : 
Ye  longing  sopls,  the  grace  adore; 
Approach,  mere  yet  is  room. 

HYMN  1-20.  C.  M. 
enee  of  God  ivorih  dying  for ;    or,  the  Death 
of  Moses.     Ceut.  xxxii.  4  9,  r0.  xxxiv,  5. 
i    T   ORD,  'tis  an  infinite  delight 
_i_J     T©  Be"e  thy  lovely  face; 
To  dwell  whole  age:>  in  thy  sight, 
And  feel  the  heavenly  rays. 

2  This  Gabriel  knows,  and  sings  thy  name 

With  rapture  on  his  tongue: 
Moses  the  saint  enjoys  the  same, 
And  heaven  repeats  the  song. 

3  While  the  bright  nation  sounds  thy  praise 

From  each  eternal  hill, 
Sweet  odours  of  exhaling  gr^ce 
The  happy  region  fill. 

4  Thy  love,  a  sea  without  a  shore, 

Spreads  life  and  joy  abroad  ; 
O  'tis  a  heaven  worth  dying  for, 
To  6ee  a  smiling  God. 


1L>8 

Sweet  was  the  journey  to  the  sky, 
The  wond'rous  prophet  try'd  ; 

u  Chmb  up  the  mount"  says  "God,"  and  die 
The  prophet  clhnb'd  and  dy'd. 

Softly  his  fainting  head  he  lay 

Upon  his  Maker's  breast; 
His  Maker  kiss'd  his  seu!  away, 

And  laid  his  flesh  to  rest. 


i ! 


.C\7 


me  thy  face,  and  I'll  away 


■    From  all  inferior  tilings 
Speak  Lord;  and  here  I  quit  my  clay, 
And  stretch  my  airy  wings. 

HYMN  121.  C.  M.      The  last  Judgment. 
\   "|JL1"E  comes  !  he  comes  \  to  judge  the  world.. 
jfe-1..     Aloud  th'  archangel  cries  : 
While  thunders  sound  from  pole  to  pole, 
And  light'nings  cleave  the  skies. 
2  The  affrighted  nations  hear  the  sound, 
And  upward  lift  their  eyes; 
The  slumb'ring  tenants  of  the  ground 
In  living  armies  rise. 

8  Amid  the  shouts  of  numerous  fnends5 
Of  hosts  divinely  bright, 
The  Judge  in  solemn  pomp  descends, 
Array'd  in  robes  of  light. 

4  His  head  and  hair  are  white  as  snow. 

His  eyes  a  fiery  flame; 
A  radient  crown  adorns  his  brow, 
And  Jesus  is  his  mime. 

5  See  on  his  thigh,  his  name  appears, 

And  scars  his  vict'ries  tell ; 
Lo  !  in  his  hand  the  Conqu'ror  bears 
The  keys  of  death  and  hell, 


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<?  Lo  !  he  ascends  the  judgment  seat. 
And  at  ins  dread  command, 
Mvriads  of  creature-;  round  his  feeti 
in  solemn  silence  stand. 

7"  Princes  and  peasants  here  expect 

Their  last,  their  righteous  doom  : 
The  men  who  dar'd  his  grace  reject, 
And  they  who  dar'd  presume. 

8  "  Depart  ye  sons  of  vice  and  sin," 

The  injured  Jesus  cries  ; 
While  the  long  kindling  wrath  within, 
Flashes  from  both  his  eyes. 

9  And  now  with  words  divinely  sweet, 

With  rapture  in  his  face, 

Aloud  his  sacred  lips  repeat 

The  sentence  of  his  grace. 

10  Well  done  my  good  and  faithful  sons. 

The  children  of  my  love  ; 
Receive  the  sceptres,  crowns  and  thrones, 
Prepar'd  for  you  above. 

HYMN    122.   CM.      The  everlasting  Song. 

1  XT'  \RTH  has  engross'd  my  love  too  longg 
JLi      'Tis  time  1  lift  mine  eyes, 
Upward  dear  Father,  to  thy  throne, 
And   o  my  native  skies. 

H  There  the  blest  Man,  my  Saviour  sits; 
That  Sun,  how  bright  he  shines  ! 
And  scatters  infinite  delights 
On  all  the  happy  minds. 

3  Seraphs,  with  elevated  strains, 
Circle  the  throne  around  ; 
And  move  and  charm  the  starry  plains 
With  an  immortal  sound. 
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4  Jesus  the  Lord  their  harps  employe 

Jesus  my  love  they  sing  : 
Jesus  the  life  of  both  our  joys, 
Sounds  sweet  from  every  string. 

5  [Hark  !  how  beyond  the  narrow  bounds 

Of  time  and  space  they  run, 
And  echo  in  majestic  sounds 
The  Godhead  in  the  Son. 

6  And  now  they  sink  the  lofty  tune, 

And  gentler  notes  they  play  ; 
And  bring  the  Father's  equal  down 

To  dwell  in  humble  clay. 
?  O  sacred  beauties  of  the  Man  ! 

(The  God  resides  within  ;) 
His  flesh  all  pure  without  a  stain ; 

Kis  soul  without  a  sin. 

3  But  when  to  Calvary  they  turn, 
Silent  their  harps  abide  : 
Suspended  songs  a  moment  mourn. 
The  Lord  that  lov'd  and  dy'd. 

9  Then  all  at  once  to  living  strains, 
They  summon  every  chord  ; 
Tell  how  he  triumph'd  o'er  his  pains., 
And  chant  the  rising  Lord.] 
i0  Now  let  me  mount  and  join  their  song. 
And  be  an  angel  too  : 
My  heart,  my  hand,  my  ear,  my  tongue. 
Here's  joyful  work  for  you. 
ill  would  begin  the  music  here, 
And  so  my  soul  should  rise  : 
O  for  some  heavenly  notes  to  bear 
My  passions  to  the  skies ! 

12  There  ye  that  love  my  Saviour  sit; 
There  1  would  fain  have  places 


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your  thrones,  or  at  your  feet, 
So  1  might  see  his  face. 


HYMN   123.  L.M.     The  C 


H 


ONOUR  and  happiness  unite, 
To  make  the  christian's  nan:-  a  praise  : 
How  fair  the  scene,  how  clear  the  light, 
That  tills  the  remnant  of  his  days  ! 

3  A  kingly  character  he  be<irs  : 

No  cb  inge  '  lis  pr:C3tiv  office  knows; 

Ling  is  the  crown  he  wears ; 
His  joys  can  never  reach  a  close. 

S   Ad   rn'd  with  glory  from  00  ;  igh, 
shines  upon  his  face; 
His  robe  is  of  the  ethereal 

Hi-  steps  are  dignity  and  grace. 

4  Inferior  honours  he  disdains, 

Nor  stoops  to  take  applause  from  earth j 
The  King  of  kings  himself  maintains 

The  expenses  of  his  heavenly  birth. 

5  The  noblest  creai»re  .seen  below, 

Ordain'd  to  fill  a  throne  above  : 
God  gives  him  ail  he  can  bestow, 
His  kingdom  of  eternal  love  ! 

I  My  soul  is  ravhh'd  at  the  thought ! 
Methinks  from  earth  [  .see  him  rise  • 
Angels  congratulate  hi-  lot, 

_*ind  sd-outhira  welcome  tc  the  sides! 

HYMN  124.  L.M.      The  Neiv  Covenaat. 
I  fT^HE  new-born  child  of  gospel  grace, 

J_    Like  some  fair  tree  when  summer's  nigh, 
Beneath  lmmanuel's  shining  face, 

lifts  up  his  blooming  branch  on  high. 


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3  No  fears  he  feels,  he  sees  no  foes, 

No  conflict  yet  his  faith  employs-; 
Nor  has  he  learnt  to  whom  he  owes 

'I 'he  strength  and  peace  his  soul  enjoys. 

©  But  sin  soon  darts  his  cruel  sting, 
And  comforts  sinking  day  by  day ; 
What  seem'd  his  own,  a  self  fed  spring, 
Proves  but  a  brook  that  g'ides  away. 

4  "When  Gideon  arm'd  his  numerous  host, 

The  Lord  soon  made  his  number  less; 
And  said,  lest  Israel  vainly  boast, 
"My  aim  procur'd  me  this  success." 

3  Thus  will  he  bring  our  spirits  down, 
And  draw  our  ebbing  comforts  low, 
That  sav'd  by  grace,  but  not  our  own, 
We  may  not  claim  the  praise  we  owe\ 

HYMN  125.     P.M. 

The  Christians  Looking  Glass. 

1  ipOME  all  ye  mourning  pilgrims, 
\_J  Who  feel  your  need  of  Chris*, 
Surrounded  by  temptation,  * 

And  by  the  world  riespis'd  ; 
Attend  to  what  1  tell  you, 

My  exercise  Til  show, 
And  then  you  may  inform  me 

If  it's  been  so  with  you. 

2  Long  time  I  liv'd  in  darkness, 

Nor  saw  my  dismal  stare, 
And  when  I  was  awaken'd 

I  thought  it  was  too  late. 
A  lost  and  helpless  sinner 

Myself  I  plainly  saw, 
Expos'd  to  Gdd's  displeasure. 

Condemned  by  the  few, 


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3  I  thought  the  brute  creatiou 

Were  better  off  than  me; 
I  spent  my  days  in  anguish, 

No  pleasure  could  I  see, 
Through  deep  distress  and  scrroV- 

My  Saviour  led  me  on. 
Then  show'd  his  love  unto  me 

When  all  my  hope  was  gone. 

4  But  when  I  was  deliver'd, 

1  scarcely  could  believe, 
To  think  so  vile  a  sinner 

A  pardon  could  receive  ; 
And  when  the  solemn  praise9 

Were  flowing  from  my  tongue, 
Yet  fears  were  often  rising, 

That  I  might  still  be  wrong. 

3  But  when  these  fears  were  banish 'd, 

My  tears  began  to  flow, 
To  think  so  vile  a  sinner 

Should  be  beloved  so; 
!  thought  my  trials  over, 

And  all  my  troubles  gens, 
Th'Ht  peace  r.nd  jov  and  pleasure 

Would  be  my  lot  alone. 

€  But  now  1  find  a  warfare 

Which  often  brings  me  low, 
The  world,  the  flesh  and  satan, 

Thev  do  beset  me  so  ; 
Can  one  that  is  a  Christian 

Have  such  an  heart  as  mine? 
I  fear  I  never  felt  the 

Effects  of  love  divine. 

7  And  when  I  see  youn?  converts 
How  swiftly  they  go  oa. 


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Mow  shining  their  experience, 

They  witness  like  the  sun; 
How  bold  they  speak  for  Jesus, 

How  much  they  love  his  nime, 
Though  they  are  my  delight,  they 

Do  put  my  soul  to  shame. 

S  I  find  I'm  often  backward 

To  do  my  Master's  will, 
Or  else  I  want. the  glory 

Of  what  1  do  but  ill; 
In  duty  I  am  weak,  and 

Alas  !   (  often  find 
A  hard  deceitful  heart,  and 

A  wretched  wand'ring  mind. 

9  Sure  others  do  not  feel  what 

Is  often  felt  by  me, 
Such  trials  and  temptations 

Perhaps  they  never  see  ^ 
For  I'm  the  chief  of  sinners, 

I  freely  own  with  Paul, 
-And  if  I  am  a  Christian, 

I  am  the  least  of  all. 

10  And  now  I  have  related 

The  trials  1  have  seen, 
Perhaps  my  brethren  know  what 

Such  sore  temptations  mean; 
Pve  told  you  of  my  conflicts, 

Believe  me,  for  'tis  true, 
And  now  you  may  inform  me 

If  it's  been  so  with  you. 

HYMN  126.  L.  M.     Christ  the  Apph  Tree,, 
i  fHpHE  tree  of  life  my  soul  hath  seen, 
Ju      Laden  with  fruit,  and  always  green: 


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The  trees  of  nature  fruitless  be, 
Compar'd  with  Christ,  the  Apple-tree 

9  This  beauty  doth  all  tilings  excel, 
By  faith  I  knew,  but  ne'er  can  tell 
The  glory  which  I  now  can  see, 
In  Jesus  Christ,  the  Apple-tree 

3  For  happiness  I  long  have  sought, 
And  pleasure  dearly  have  I  bought; 
I  miss'd  of  all  but  now  1  see, 
'  lis  found  in  Christ,  the  Apple-tree 

*  I'm  weary'd  with  my  former  toil; 
Here  1  will  sit  and  rest  awhile, 
Under  the  shadow  1  will  be 
Of  Jesus  Christ,  the  Apple-tree. 

5  Wuh  great  delight  I'll  tftakemy  stay, 
There's  none  shall  fright  mv  soui  away  ; 
Among  the  sons  of  men  I  see 

There's  none  like  Christ,  the  Apple-tree 

6  I'll  sit  and  eat  this  fruit  divine. 

It  cheers  my  heart,  'tis  heavenly  wine, 
And  now  this  fruit  is  sweet  to  me, 
That  grows  on  Christ,  the  Apple-tree. 

7  This  fruit  doth  make  my  soul  to  thrive^ 
It  keeps  my  dying  faith  alive  ; 

Which  makes  my  soul  in  haste  to  be 
With  Jesus  Christ,  the  Apple-tree. 

HYMN  1-27.   P.  M.      Christ's  Invitation. 

I    f^O ME  brethren  and   sisters,  that  love  my 

\J  dear  Lord, 

T  pray  give  attention  and  ear  to  my  word  ; 
What  a  wonder  of  mercy  !  behold  now  I  see, 
What  a  tender  kind  saviour  has  done  for  poor  me. 


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9  1  was  led  by  the  devil,  till  lost  and  distress 
I  tho't  that  in  torments  I  soon  should  be  cast'? 
No  peace  to  the  wicked  but  all  misery, 
Till  by  faith  I  saw  Jesus  hang  bleeding  for  m^ 

3  Oh  sinner,  said  Jesus,  for  you  I  have  dy'd  ; 
All  glory  to  Jesus,  my  soul  then  repli'd, 
The  guilt  was  removed,  my  soul  did  iejoice  ; 
The  blood  was  applied,  the  witness  and  voice. 

4  On  my  low  bending  knees,before  God  I  did  fall, 
All  glory  to  Jesus,  for  he's  all  in  all  ; 

The  heart  of  this  rebel  was  bursted  in  twain, 
To  see  my  dear  Jesus  on  Calvary  slain. 

5  There  was  peace  now  in   heaven,   and  peace 

upon  earth, 
The  angels  rejoice  at  a  poor  sinner's  birth ; 
Your  sins  are  forgiven,  my  Saviour  did  say, 
O  witness  kind  Heaven,  on  this  my  birth  day. 

6  My  soul  it  was  humbled,  I  fell  to  the  ground. 
The  time  of  refreshing  at  length  I  have  found, 
O  Lord    thou  hast  ravish'd  my  soul    with    thy 

charms,  [arms. 

Let  me  die  now  like  Simeon,  with  Christ  in  my 
\ 
HYMN  128.    L.  M.         m 
A  Description  of  Christ  the  Beloved. 

\  rjlHE  wond'ring  world  inquires  to  know*, 
.1     Why  I  should  love  my  Jesus  so  : 
«  What  are  his  charms,"  say  they, tf  above 
t:  The  objects  of  a  mortal  love  ?" 

Q  Yes,  my  beloved,  to  my  sight 

Shows  a  sweet  mixture,  red  and  white"; 
^Ail  human  beauties,  all  divine, 
Ta  my  Beloved  meet  and  shine, 


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3  White  is  iiis  soul,  from  blemish  free, 
Red  with  tln>  blued  he  shed  for  me : 
The  fairest  of  ten  thousand  fairs, 

A  sun  amongst  ten  thousand  stars; 

4  I-Iis  head  the  finest  gold  excels  ; 
There  wisdom  in  perfection  dwells; 
And  glory,  like  a  crown,  adorns 
Those  temples  once  beset  with  thorns. 

5  Compassions  in  his  heart  are  found, 

Near  to  the  signals  of  his  wound  : 
His  sacred  aide  no  more  shall  bear 
The  cruel  scourge,  the  piercing  spear. 

9  His  hands  are  fairer  to  behold 
Than  di'mond*  set  in  rings  of  gold  ; 
Those  heavenly  hands  that  on  the  tree 
"Were  naiPdj  and  torn,  and  bled  for  me. 

7  Though  once  he  bow'd  his  feeble  knees, 
Loaded  with  sins  and  agonies, 

Now  on  the  throne  of  his  command 
His  legs  like  marble  pillars  stand. 

8  His  eyes  are  majesty  and  love. 
The  eagle  temper'd  with  the  dove, 
No  more  shall  trickling  sorrows  roll 
Through  those  dear  windows  of  his  soul. 

i)  His  mouth  that  pour'd  out  long  complaints. 
Now  smiles  and  cheers  his  faulting  saint.-.; 
His  countenance  more  graceful  is, 
Than  Lebanon  with  all  its  trees. 

10  All  over-glorious  is  my  Lord, 
Must  be  belov'd  and  yet  adwr'd  - 


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.;  v,  :>rth  if  all  the  nations  kn< 
Sure  the  whole  earth  would  love  him  too. 

i  1    He  hath  engross'd  my  warmest  love, 
No  earthly  charms  my  sou)  can  move; 
I  have  a  mansion  in  his  heart. 
Nor  death  nor  hell  shall  make  us  part, 

1>2  He  takes  my  soul  ere  I'm  aware, 

And  shows  me  where  his  glories  are ; 

No  chariots  of  Ammi-nadib, 

The  heavenly  rapture  can  describe. 

1  3  O  may  my  spirit  daily  rise 

On  wings  of  faith  above  the  skies, 
Till  God  shall  make  my  last  remove. 
To  dwell  for  ever  with  my  Love. 

HYMN   129;    CM. 
The  Danger  and  Vanity  of  the  IVorld. 

^TAIN  world,  vain  world,  I  bid  adieu 

y      To  your  deceitful  joys  ; 
I  will  not  sell  my  soul  lor  you, 
Nor  longer  hold  \cur  toys. 

2  Top  long  I  held  you  in  my  arms, 

And  courted  every  snare  ; 
Cut  now  I  see  your  fiatt'ring  charms, 
Will  end  in  long  despair.  " 

3  You  flatter  with  a  vain  applause, 

And  promise  future  joy  ; 
When  all  your  treasures  are  but  dross\ 
Your  bliss  an  empty  toy. 

4  Ten  thousand  souls  bv  you  are  slain^. 

And  sunk  in  endless  night; 
But  ah  !  too  late,  they  rue  in  vain. 
And  curse  your  false  deligh* 


v  3  I  trod  your  giddy  maze, 

And  thought  ti  .  ell ; 

But  now  !  see  those  carnal  ways, 
Lead  to  the  gate>  of  hell. 

Elest  be  the  Lord  who  taught  my  soul, 

How  near  the  guif  1  stood  ; 
And  now  while  mortal  moments  roll. 

I'll  s^ek  substantia!  good. 

HYMN   ICO.  CM.     SJvatiou. 

SALVATION  !  O  the  joyful  sound  - 
What  pleasure  to  our  •  ars  ! 
A  heavenly  b:dm  for  ev'ry  wound, 
A*  cordial  for  our  fears. 

Glory,  honour,  praise,  and  power. 
Be  unto  the  Lamb  lor  ever  ; 
Jesus  Christ  is  our  Redeemer! 
Hallelujah  !   Praise  the  Lord  ; 

;   '   i   t  the  echo  fly, 
The  sp  '.cious  earth  •  round  ; 
While  all  the  armies  of  the  sky, 

ire  to  raise  the  sound. 
Salvation  !  O  thou  bleeding  Lamb 

To  thee  the  praise  belongs: 
Salvation  shall  inspire  our  hearts, 
A.nd  dwell  upon  our  tongues. 

1YMN    131.  L   M.   A  R  proof  cfth:  Worldling 

I  FEAR  O  ye  starving  worldlings,  hear, 
sL   Your  days  are  short,  your  doom  is  ne^ 
Soon  you  must  quit  this  mortal  shore, 
And  all  your  gods  will  be  no  more. 

Although  you  dream  that  all  is  well, 
You're  gliding  down  the  way  to  hell .. 


-  140 

And  while  you're  musing  in  your  dreafrv, 
The  devil  triumphs  in  his  scheme. 

3  You  labour  hard  on  earth  to  find, 
Some  sensual  joys  to  please  the  mind  ; 
But  know  that  all  the  joys  you  have, 
Will  never  reach  beyond  the  grave. 

4  O  leave  the  treacherous  paths  you've  trod, 
And  turn,  ye  starving  souls  to  God  : 

The  bread  of  life  is  at  your  door, 

O  taste  and  starve  your  souls  no  more. 

HYMN   132.   C.  M.  An  aged Sinner  awakened 

1  6\    WHAT  a  wretched  6inner,  Lord ! 
^Lr  I  now  begin  to  see, 
The  danger  of  the  ways  I  trod, 

But  know  not  where  to  flee. 

2  Long  have  I  turn'd  mv  back  on  thee,, 

And  slighted  all  thy  grace  ; 
Yet  pity  Lord,  O  pity  me, 
And  let  me  see  thy  face. 

3  O  should  1  now  yield  up  my  breath, 

1  must  go  down  to  dwell  ; 

In  chains  of  everlasting  death, 

With  sinners  cast  to  hell. 

4  Lord  change  my  heart,  or  I  am  gone., 

O  give  me  life  divine  ! 
Though  I  am  old,  may  I  be  born, 
A  heavenly  child  of  thine, 

HYMN  133.    CM. 

The  Complaint  of  an  aivahened  Sinneh 
\   f\  WHAT  a  state  my  soul  is  in.' 
^J*  Nor  can  I  e'er  be  blest: 


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■Without  release  from  death  and  sin,      f  death 
Or  find  a  moment's  rest. 

hear  that  Christ  is  passing  by, 

Poor  sinners  to  relieve  ; 
3ut  all  '   I  must  in  darkness  lie, 

Until  I  do  believe. 
Vly  stupid  mind  and  stubborn  will, 

Chains  down  my  soul  to  death; 
\nd  here  I  groan  in  darkness  still, 

Without  one  spark  of  faith. 

!)  God  for  my  poor  sou!  appear. 

And  make  my  foes  submit ; 

Unlock,  unlock  this  prison  door, 

\ad  bring  me  from  the  pit. 

Pull  down  the  pride  within  my  heart 

From  blindness  set  me  free  ; 
May  I  with  ev'ry  idol  part, 

And  give  myself  to  thee. 

0  let  me  feel  thy  love  divine, 

-And  hear  thy  healing  voice, 
Until  I  know  that  thou  art  mine 
I  never  can  rejoice. 

HYMN  134.  CM. 
The  Gospel  Feast.     Isaiah  ixv.  (*. 

ON  Zion  his  most  holy  mount, 
God  will  a  feast  prepare; 
And  Israel's  sons,  and  Gentile  lands 
Shall  in  the  banquet  share. 

Marrow  and  fatness  are  the  food 

His  bounteous  hand  be  stows  : 
Wine  on  the  lees  and  well  refin'd. 

In  rich  abundance  ffews, 


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3  See  to  the  vilest  of  the  *rife, 

A  tree  acceptance  given  ! 
See  rebels,  by  adopting  grace, 
Sit  with  the  heirs  of  heaven  * 

4  The  pain'd.  the  sick,  the  dying  now, 

To  ease  and  health  restor'd, 
With  e^ger  appetites  partake 
The  plenties  of  the  board. 

5  But  O  what  draughts  of  bliss  unknown, 

What  dainties  shall  be  given, 
When  with  the  myriads  round  the  throne. 
We  join  the  feast  of  heaven  ! 

€  There  joys  immeasurably  high, 
Shall  overflow  ihe  soul, 
And  springs  of  liie  that  never  dry, 
In  thousand  channels  roll. 

HYMN  135.  CM. 

The  Converted  Thief.     Luke  xxiii.  4& 

1     A   Son  the  cross  the  Saviour  hung, 
j\.   And  wept,  and  bled,  and  dy'd, 
He  pour'd  salvation  on  a  wretch, 
That  languished  at  his  side 

S  His  crimes  with  inward  grief  and  sham&> 
The  penitent  confessd. 
Then  turn'ci  his  dying  eyes  to  ^hrist, 
And  thus  his  prayer  address'd  : 

3  "  Jesus,  thou  Son  and  Heir  of  Heaven 
"  i'hou  spotless  Lamb  of  God, 
"  I  see  thee  baih'd  in  swear  and  tears, 
"    'nd  welt'riiij',  in  thy  blood. 

4-  "  Yet  quick!  y  from  these  scenes  of  wo^, 
tt  In  triumph  thou  shalt  sise, 


M 


st  jhrough  the  gloomy  shades  or. 
1     Vnd  shine  above  the  skies. 

i  ■  Amidst  the  glory  of  that  world, 
'■  Dear  Saviour  think  on  me; 
"  And  in  the  victVies  of  thy  death, 
"  Let  me  a  sharer  be." 

iyer  the  dying  Jesus  heard, 
And  instantly  replies, 
"  To-day  thy  parting  soul  shall  be 
"  With  me  in  Paradise." 

HYMN  136.  CM. 

True  Liberty  given  by  Christ.    John  viii.  30'. 

HARK  !  for  'tis  God'j  own  Son  that  calls, 
To  life  and  liberty; 
Transported  fall  before  his  feet, 
Who  makes  the  prisoners  free. 

i  The  cruel  bonds  of  sin  he  breaks, 
And  breaks  old  Satan's  chain  ; 
Smiling  he  deals  those  pardons  roune?„ 
Which  free  from  dreadful  pain. 

I  Into  the  captive  heart  he  pours 
His  Spirit  from  on  hig-h  : 
We  lose  ihe  terrors  of  the  slave, 
And  Abba  Father  cry. 
t  Shake  off  your  bonds  and  sing  his  grace  ; 
The  sinner's  friend  proclaim, 
And  call  on  all  around  to  seek 
True  freedom  by  his  name. 

\  W.<!k  on  at  large  til!  you  attain, 
Your  Father's  house  above  ; 
There  shall  you  wear  immortal  err 
And  sing  immortal  love. 


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HYMN  13%  P.  M. 
Christ  i  Resurrection  and  Ascension. 

1  k  NGELS  roll  the  rock  away, 

xJL  Death  yield  up  thy  mighty  prsv 
See  !  he  rises  from  the  tomb, 
Glowing  with  immortal  bloom. 

2  '  f  is  the  Saviour,  angels  raise, 
Fame's  eternal  trump  of  praise  ; 
Let  the  earth's  remotest  bound 
Hear  the  joy  inspiring  sound. 

Z  Now  ye  saints,  lift  up  your  eyes." 
Now  to  glory  see  him  rise, 
In  long  triumph  up  the  sky, 
"Up  to  Waiting  worlds  on  high. 

4  Heaven  displays  her  portals  wide, 
Glorious  Hero,  through  them  ride; 
King  of  glory  mount  thy  throne, 
Thy  great  Father's  and  thy  own. 

5  Praise  him,  all  ye  heavenly  choirs, 
Praise  and  sweep  your  golden  lyres  ;. 
Shout  O  earth,  in  rapturous  song, 
Let  the  strains  be  sweet  and  strong. 

6  Every  note  with  wonder  swell, 
Sin  o'erthrown  and  captur'd  hell ; 
Where  is  hell's  once  dreaded  king  ? 
Where  O  death,  thy  mortal  sting  S 

HYMN  138.    CM.      Comfott  to  those -who  seek 

'  •*&•-  a  risen  Jesus.    Matt,  xxviii.  5,  6. 

I  ~^TE  humble  souls  that  seek  the  Lord, 
JL    Chase  all  your  fears  away; 
And  bow  with  pleasure  down  to  see 
The  place  where  Jesus  lav. 


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1  Thus  low  the  Lord  of  life  was  brought  ; 

Such  wonders  love  can  do  : 
Thus  cold  in  death  that   bosom  lay, 
Which  throbb'd  and  bltd  for  you. 

A  moment  give  a  loose  to  grief, 

Let  grateful  sorrows  rise  ; 
And  wash  the  bloody  stains  away, 

With  torrents  from  your  eyes. 

4  Then  dry  your  tears,  and  tune  your  songs, 

The  Saviour  lives  again; 
Not  all  the  bolls  and  bars  of  death, 
The  Conqueror  could  detain. 

5  High  o'er  the  angelic  bands  he  rears 

His  once  dishonor'd  head  ; 
And  thro'  uniramber'd  years  he  reigns., 
Who  dwelt  among  the  dead. 

#  With  joy  like  this  shall  every  saint 
His  empty  tomb  survey  ; 
Then  rise  with  his  ascenoing  Lord, 
To  reamis  of  endless  day. 

HYMN  139.   C.  M.      Croivn  Him. 

BACKSLIDERS  who  your  mis'ry  fed, 
Attend  your  Saviour's  call; 
Return,  he'li  your  badteiidinga  heal; 
O  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

2  Tho'  crimson  sin  increase  your  guilt, 

And  painful  is  your  thrall  ; 
For  broken  hearts  iiis  biood  was  ppilt; 
O  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

Take  with  you  words,  approach  his  throne, 
And  low  before  him  fall ; 

e 


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He  understands  the  spirit's  groan; 
O  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

4  Whoever  comes  he'll  not  cast  out, 
Altho'  your  faith  be  small; 
His  faithfulness  you  cannot  doubt ; 

0  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

HYMN  140.  C.  M. 
Pearl  of  Great  Price.    Matthew  xiii.  4£. 

1  "\T^-  glittering  toys  of  earth  adieu  ! 

JL     A  nobler  choice  be  mine ; 
A  real  prize  attracts  my  view, 
A  treasure  all  divine. 

2  Begone  unworthy  of  my  cares, 

Ye  specious  baits  of  sense; 
Ines;iniab'e  worth  appears, 
The  pearl  of  price  immense? 

3  Jesus  to  multitudes  unknown, 

O  name  divinely  sweet  ! 
Jesus,  in  thee,  in  thee  alone, 
vV  ealth  honour,  pleasure  meet 

4  Should  both  the  Indies  at  my  call, 

1  iieii  boasted  stores  resign  ; 
With  j;;y  I  would  renounce  them  all 

For  leave  to  call  thee  mine. 

3  Should  earth's  vain  measures  att  depaft, 
Of  this  dear  gift  posse^s'd  ; 
Pd  clasp  it  to  my  joytu!  heart, 
And  be  iorever  biess'd. 

€  Dejr  Portion  of  my  soul's  desires, 
•    lov'e  is  bliss  d  vine  ; 
Acr^  r  tne  wish  that  love  Mspireft 
.ap5  bid  me  call  thee  mine. 


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HYMN  141.  L.  M.      A  Propitious  Gale  longed  far} 

1  A  T  anchor  laid  remote  from  home, 
J\_  Toiling  1  cry,  sweet  spirit  come! 
Celestial  breeze  no  longer  stay, 

But  swell  my  sails  and  speed  my  way  ! 

2  Fain  would  I  mount,  fain  would  I  glow, 
And  loose  my  cable  from  below  : 

But  I  can  only  spread  my  sail, 

Thou,  thou  must  breathe  th'  auspicious  gale  1 

HYMN   1-12.    CM.      Self-denial;    or  taking  up 
the  Croft.  Mark  viii.  33.  Luke  ix.  26. 

1  4  SH  \M'D  of  Christ !  my  sou.  disdain 
jCTL    The  mean,  ungen'rous  thought : 
Shall  1  disown  that  lriend,  whose  blood 

To  man  salvation  brought  ? 

2  With  the  glad  news  of  love  and  peace 

From  heaven  to  earth  he  came: 
For  us  endur'd  the  paintul  cross, 
For  us  despis'd  the  shame. 

At  his  command,  we  must  take  up 

Our  cross  without  delay  : 
Our  lives — and  thousand  lives  of  our'? 

His  love  can  ne'er  repay. 

Each  faithful  sufFrer  Jesus  views 

With  infinite  delight ; 
Their  lives  to  him  are  dear,  their  deaths 

Are  precious  in  his  sight. 

To  bear  his  name,  his  cross  to  bear, 

Our  highest  honour  this  ! 
Who  nobsy  suffers  now  for  him, 

shall  reign  with  him  in  bliss. 
£  But  should  we  in  the  evil  day 

From  our  profession  fly, 


Jesus  the  Judge,  befcwe  the  world 
The  traitor  will  deny. 

HYMN  143.  L.  M.    Wkyer  answered  by  Crosses. 

1  T  ASK'D  the  Lord  $  at  1  m'ght  grow 
JL  In  faith,  and  lovej  and  holiness; 
Might  mare  of  his  SjHvdtiori  know, 
And  seek  more  earnestly  his  face. 

2  'Twas  he  who  taugQt  me  thus  to  pray, 
And  he  I  trust  has  aiswer'd  prayer ; 
But  it  has  been  in  such  a  way, 

As  almost  drove  me  to  despair. 

3  I  hop'd  that  in  some  favor'd  hour, 
At  once  he'd  answer  my  request; 
And  by  his  love's -constraining  power., 
Subdue  my  sins  and  give  me  rest. 

4  Instead  of  this,  he  made  me  feel 
The  hidden  evils  of  my  heart, 
And  let  the  angry  powers  of  hell, 
Assault  my  soul  in  every  part. 

.5  Yea  more,  with  his  own  hand  he  seem'd 
Intent  to  aggravate  my  woe  ; 
Cross'd  ail  the  fair  designs  I  schem'd, 
Elasted  my  gourds,  and  laid  me  low. 

•  "  Lord  why  i>  this,"  I  trembling  cry'd, 
"  Wilt  thou  pursue  thy  worm  to  death  ? 
"  Tis  in  this  way  the  Lord  repiy'd, 
"  I  answer  prayer  fur  grace  and  faith. 

?  K  These  inward  trials  I  employ, 

"  From  self  and  pride  to  set  thee  free ; 
"  And  break  thy  schemes  of  earthly  joy. 
*'  Tkat  thou  may'st  seek  thy  all  in  me" 


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HYMN  144.  L.  M.     ffyear  hi  my  body  the  marh 
of  the  Lord  J  sui.      Gal.  vi.  1  7. 

1  FTP* HOUGH  I  of  suTrrttrs  am  the  chief, 

i  Marks  I  sustatcFcf  Jesus'  grief; 
To  his  mv  woes  sonie  likeness  bear, 
And  in  His  sufFerin|re  I  share. 

2  "Was  He  in  grief  forsfok  by  'all, 
Contemn'd  and  scorned  by  great  and  small  ? 
I  too.  in  silent  sadness  mourn, 

Revil'd   despis'd,and  left  alone* 

3  Did  he  in  poverty  appear  ? 

'i  'his'is  a  badge  1  diily.wear  : 
Did  persecution  Him  pursue? 
Behold  I*m  persecuted  too. 

4  Did  He  for  sins  on  oiher|  found, 
Receive  a  deep,  a  ijgp'rUjJwound  ? 
In  me  this  mark  is  alst^Miown, 

I  smart  for  follies  not  my  own. 

.5  Was  He  with  sore  temptations  vex'd  r 
With  sad  suggestions  I'm  perplex'd  : 
His  life  was  one  sad  scene  of  woe  ; 
Mine  is  a  scene  of  sorrow  too. 

€  But  let  me  sink  with  conscious  shame, 
Before  the  Great   Eternal  Name: 
Let  me  mv  prde  and  boasting  quell, 
And  mourn;  while  I  the  difference  tell. 

■7  Though  Jesus  did  in  sorrows  roll, 
Holy  and  sinless  whs  Kis  soul; 
But  I  a  wretch  defild  with  sin, 
Am  all  unholy  and  unclean. 

3  How  did  rhe  suffering  Saviour  shine. 
In  love  and  meekness,  all  divine  ! 
But  my  impatient,  wretched  heart, 
Is  prone  at  every  cross  to  start; 


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-9  What  tliough  by  others'  sins  I'm  pain'ch, 
By  me  their  guilt  is  not  susrain'd  ; 
But  Christ  beneath  His  Father's  frown,, 
SufFer'd  for  other's  sins  alone. 

i£)  He  is  Supreme  of  Heaven  and  Earth ; 
I  am  a  worm,  and  nothing  worth  ; 
Life  for  the  dead  His  sufferings  bought;* 
But  mine,  alas  !  can  merit  nought. 

JJ.   Like  His,  such  agonizing  pain, 
No  mortal  ever  could  sustain  : 
Then  b!ush  my  soul,  from  hence  forbeajf, 
With  Christ,  afflictions  to  compare. 

HYMN  145.  L.  M. 
Behold  I  am  alive  for  evermore.   Rev.  I.  \Jfr, 

1  ~W   JESUS,  am  ascended  high, 

JL  No  more  to  suffer,  bleed,  or  die/, 
I  Jive,  1  live,  my  name  is  love  : 
I  reign  with  God  Supreme  above. 

2  Behold  1  live  for  evermore, 
My  love's  an  everlasting  store* 

I  live  to  plead  the  sinner's  cause> 
To  magnify  Jehovah's  1  iws. 

3  T  live  to  hear  my  children's  crie$ 
I  live  to  wipe  their  weeping  eye%, 
1  live  to  sanctify  their  woes, 

I  live  to  conquer  all  their  foes. 

4  1  live  to  help  in  each  distress, 

I  live  t'  enrich  their  souls  with  grace : 
I  live  to  pour  my  Spirit  down, 
FJjve  t'  insure  their  hpaveniy  crew*. 

5  O  let  believing  souls  rejoice, 
And  g'ory  in  their  happy  choice ■! 


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i.qi  gratitude  their  hearts im 

And  raise  their  hallelujahs  higher, 

»  My  soul  shall  bless  the  joyful  hotir, 
When  first  I  tele  the  gospel's  power  ;. 
And  sing  his  grace  through  endless  day.. 
Who  taught  a  child  to  praise  and  pray. 

HYMN  146.  C.  M. 

Never  man  spake  like  this  Man.   John  vii.  46 

|   'Vj'O  man,  nor  angel,  can  compare, 

A^i     With  our  all  glorious  Lord  : 
To  speak  like  him  what  seraph  dare, 

Or  imitate  His  word. 
9  Who  can  command  the  dead  to  rise. 

With  a  prevailing  power  ? 
Who  can  pour  light  on  sightless  eyes  ? 

The  sick  to  health  restore  I 

3  What  mortal's  word  can  legions  tame; 

Or  furious  winds  control  ? 
Unstop  deaf  ears !  or  cure  the  lame  ; 
Or  make  the  wounded  whole  ? 

4  One  word  from  Jesus  this  performs, 

-.r,d  proves  His  power  divine  ; 
1 1     breath  can  still  the  roughest  storms, 
Leviathan  confine  ! 

5  None  else  could  expiate  my  guilt, 

Nor  save  one  soul  from  hell ; 
Not  all  the  blood  of  mortals  spilt, 
Since  Adam  did  rebel. 

6  Jesus  has  magnify 'd  the  law; 

Jesus  is  satisfy'd  : 
Jesus  my  guilt  and  mis'ry  saw.; 
Jesus  Lor  me  has  dy'd. 


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7  Love  such  as  His  can  ne'er  be  found, 
His  graces  rich  indeed; 
Such  wonts  as  His  there's  none  can  sound, 
Nor  do  as  Jesus  did 

HYMN    !47.   C  P/l.      0  thou  of little  Filth,  vube; 
fore  didst  thou  doubt  ?   Matt.  xiv.  SI. 

1  if    GME,  O  my  doubting  soul  attend, 
\j   Unto  thy  Saviour's  call  ! 

Come  teii  thy  great  Almighty  Friend, 
Why  is  thy  faith  so  small  ? 

2  Why  all  these  unbelieving  fears  ? 

Jehovah's  arm  is  strong.'; 
O  chide  these  sighs,  and  groans,  and  tears, 
And  turn  them  to  a  song. 

3  Is  God  thy  shield,  thy  great  reward, 

'J  ay  portion,  and  ihy  All  ? 
Is  Christ  thy  Captain,  and  thy  Lord, 
And  shah  thy  hope  be  small  ? 

4  Why  wilt  thou  thus  dispute  his  love, 

And  thus  abuse  riis  care  ? 
Why  wilt  thou  grieve  the  Heavenly  Dove, 
And  yield  to  every  snare  ? 

5  In  Jesus  every  grace  is  found, 

Why  wilt  thou  not  believe  ? 
He  bath  a  balm  for  every  wound, 


Why  wilt  thou  not 


receive 


6  His  arm  can  conquer  ev'ry  foe, 

His  grace  can  sanctify  ; 
My  heart  replies,  Lord  be  it  so, 
Let  my  corruptions  die. 

7  Sin  is  the  cause  of  ev'ry  fear, 

O  keep  me  from  its  power ; 

Slay  the  accursed  monster  here. 

That  I  may  doubt  no  snore. 


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HYMN  148:  L.  M.     These  things  1 \  command yon> 
that  ye  love  ose  another.  John  xv.  17. 

1  AM'  indeed  born  from  above  ? 
XJL   Do  I  partake  of  Jesus'  love  I 
Then  let  me  all  my  duty  know, 
And  love  by  my  obedience  show. 

2  Fain  would  I  love  His  person  more. 
And  God  in  all  His  works  adore  ; 
O  may  Hii  love  my  heart  inflame, 
With  love  to  all  that  love  His  name. 

3  Wherever  I  His  image  see, 

O  let  those  souls  be  dear  to  me! 
Dear  as  the  purchase  of  his  bloodj 
Dear  as  the  favourites  of  God. 

4  Jesus  to  us  His  love  doth  shew, 
And  bids  us  love  each  other  too  i 
But  O  how  little  love  sincere, 

Is  found  in  great  professors  here ! 

3-  What  anger,  pride,  and  malice  swell 

Those  breasts  where  love  alone  should  dwell'! 
O  why  should  Satan  thus  devour 
Religion's  glory  and  its  power  ? 

€   Come  Heavenly  Spirit  from  above, 
And  fill  our  inmost  hearts  with  love; 
That  we  may  say  to  all  mankind, 
"  See  how  those  love  whom  Christ  has  join'd  [■' 

HYMN   149.  CM.     The  HetwenU  Jerusalem. 

I    "JERUSALEM,  my  happy  home, 
•f    O  how  1  long  for  thee  ! 
When  will  my  sorrows  have  an  end ; 
Thy  joys  when  sh*U  1  see  ? 

3  Thy  walls  are  all  of  precious  ston^.; 
Mcst  glorious  to  behold  !    • 
G  2 


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Thy  gates  are  richly  set  with  pearl, 
Thy  street  is  pav'd  with  gold. 

3  Thy  garden  and  thy  pleasant  green 

My  study  long  have  been  ; 
Such  sparkling  light  by  human  sight. 
Has  never  yet  been  seen. 

4  If  heaven  be  thus  glorious,  Lord 

Why  should  I  stay  from  thence  ? 
What  folly  'tis  that  I  should  dread 
To  die  and  go  from  hence  ! 

5  Reach  down,  reach  down  thine  arm  of  grace. 

And  cause  me  to  ascend, 
W here  congregations  ne'er  break  up, 
And  sabbaths  never  end. 

6  Jesus,  my  love,  to  glory's  gone, 

Him  will  I  go  and  see, 
And  all  my  brethren  here  below 
Will  soon  come  after  me. 

7  My  friends  J  bid  you  all  adieu, 

I  leave  you  in  God's  care ; 
And  if  1  here  no  more  see  you, 
Go  on  I'll  meet  you  there. 
3  There  we  shall  meet  and  no  more  part, 
And  heaven  shall  ring  with  praise, 
While  Jesus  love  in  ev'ry  heart 
Shall  tune  the  song  Free  Grace. 

9  Millions  of  years  around  may  run, 
Our  song  shall  still  increase, 
To  praiseVhe  Father  and  the  Son, 
Who  brought  us  home  to  bliss. 

|0  When  we've  been  there  ten  thousand  years. 
Bright  shining  as  the  sun, 
We've  no  less  days  to  sing  God's  praise 
lhan  when  we  first  begum 


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HYMN  150.  L.  M. 

I     H    ONG  have  I  trod  die  way  to  hell, 
MJ     And  vainly  dream'd  that  all  was  well", 
But  now  1  feel  my  sins  a  load, 
And  1  a  stranger  to  my  God. 

9  I  groan  and  turn  at  ev'ry  breath, 

And  fain  would  fly  from  sin  and  death-; 
But  ah  !  these  bars  of  unbelief  • 
Chain  down  my  soul  from  all  relief. 

3  Far  from  my  help  my  friends  do  stand, 
While  foes  conspire  on  ev'ry  hand  ; 
Where  shall  I  hide,  where  shall  I  flee 
For  help,  O  Jesus  but  to  thee  ? 

4  To  thee  I'd  come,  O  help  I  pray, 
And  take  this  unbelief  away  ; 

Thou  mighty  God,  then  Prince  of  peace., 
Give  my  irnprison'd  sjuI  release. 

HYMN  151.  C.  M.  Souls  icon  by  the  Spirit  of  Christ 

should  neve)  be  parted  by  tht'sr  different  principles, 
I  FT^HE  world  from  christians  are  apart : 
JL       But  shall  it  e'er  be  said 
'Mong  those  whom  God  hathjoin'd  in  heart 
Are  separations  made  ? 

•2  Thev're  all  of  one  eternal  band, 
And  w-th  one  Father  blest; 
All  led  by  the  Redeemer's  hand, 
To  tiie  same  joy  and  re-bt. 

5  Why,  ihen  should  circumstantial 

1  hat  union  so  divine 
Or  non-essentials  ever  bar 

Those  whom  they  cannot  join  t 

i  No  forms  or  tenets  can  unite, 
f)r  bring  the  soul  to  heaven  ; 


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Then  for  them  let  no  christian  fighf/, 
Where  God  has  all  forgiv'n. 

£  O  God,  subdue  those  cruel  jars 
With  thy  cementing  grace  ; 
Nor  let  the  devil  hold  up  bars 
Among  the  heaven  born  race. 

6  O  give  us  that  transforming  flame 
Of  the  Immortal  Dove, 
That  those  who  bear  thy  lovely  name 
May  all  contend  for  love. 

HYMN  152.    CM. 
The  sinner's  complaint  in  a  dying  hour. 

1  £\   IS  the  king  of  terrors  come, 
"  3   And  must  I,  must  I  die  ? 

O  wretched  state  to  fix  my  doom 
For  death  eternaily. 

2  How  can  1  leave  this  mortal  stage, 

And  take  my  wretched  flight, 
-With  all 'my  sins,  my  guilt  and  rage* 
To  everlasting  night! 

0  Ten  thousand  worlds  I  now  would  give, 
For  a  few  moments  more  : 
My  fruitless  wishes  are  to  live ; 
My  day  of  grace  is  o'er. 

4  No  way,  no  way  to  shun  the  stroke, 

The  dreadful  hour  is  come  ; 
My  days  are  gone,  my  thread  is  broke, 
And  awful  is  my  doom. 

5  Curst  be  th'  alluring  charms  of  sense  ! 

I've  loirt  my  soul  for  you  ; 
And  now  must  go,  I'm  hurried  heace 
To  bid  vour  tovs  adieu. 


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HYMN  153.  CM. 

A  Sinner  convinced  of  bis  Death  and  Blindnes;, 

1  "1  J"ARD  heart  of  mine,  C  that  the  Lord 
J!    Would  this  hard  heart  subdue  1 

0  come  thou  blest  life-giving  word, 
And  form  my  soul  anew. 

2  I  hear  the  heavenly  pilgrims  tell, 

Their  sins  are  all  forgiven  ; 
And  while    h  e?rth  their  bodies  dwell, 
Thtir  souls  enjoy  a  heaven. 

3  While  [,  poor  wretch  in  darkness  stand, 

With  guilt  a  heavy  load  ; 
And  ev'ry  breath  expos'd  to  land, 
Beyond  the  grace  of  God. 

4  The  Christians  sing  redeeming  love,, 

And  talk  of  joys  divine  ; 
And  eoon  they  say  in  realms  abovej 
In  glory  they  shall  shine. 

5  But  ah  !  'tis  all  an  unknown  tcngue_, 

I  never  knew  that  love ; 

1  cannot  sing  that  heavenly  song, 

Nor  tell  of  joys  above. 

6  I  want  O  God,  I  know  not  what ! 

I  want  what  saints  enjoy  ; 
O  let  their  portion  be  my  lot, 
.     Their  work  be  my  employ. 

7  Fain  would  I  know  that  Saviour  mine, 

Mid  taste  his  bleeding  love; 
With  all  the  heavenly  pilgrims  join, 
While  I  the  desert  rove. 

3  Then  O,  to  those  transporting  realms. 
My  soul  would  soar  away; 


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Where  all  the  warriors  wear  their  palm.- 
In  everlasting-  day. 

HYMN  154.  CM. 

1  "JEHOVAH  !  we  adore  thy  name, 
G$     And  bow  before  thy  throne  ; 
Created  nacure  all  proclaim, 

That  thou  art  God  alone  ! 

2  The  Sua  pours  forth  his  radiant  %h^. 

Thy  glory  to  display  : 
How  weak  an  emblem  of  thy  sight, 
Is  his  most  piei  cing  ray. 

3  The  starry  hosts  of  heaven  combine,, 

To  sing  aloud  thy  praise  ; 
And  will  forever  while  they  shine, 
Their  songs  exulting  raise  ! 

4  Through  vast  immensity  thine  eye,     • 

Can  instantly  survey 
Ten  thousand  worlds  that  roll  on  high, 
Which  all  thy  word  obey. 

5  Oh  !  how  unspeakable  thy  love, 

To  mortal  man  below  ! 
Still  may  they  all  His  pity  move, 
From  Whom  ali  blessings  flow  ! 

HYMN    1 45.     L.  M.      The  Sinner  convinced  of  and 
groaning  under  a   load  of  Sin. 

1   T   ORD  God  of  grace,  1  feel,  I  see 
Ji^  My  soul  a  stranger  now  to  thee  : 
A  desert  world  I  wander  round, 
With  chains  of  guilt  and  darkness  bound! 

■2  Ten  thousand  foes  with  all  their  rage., 
Against  my  naked  soul  engage; 


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And  should'st  thou  not  thy  grace  empley. 

They  will,  O  God,  my  soul  destroy. 
J  1  hear  Christ's  precious  blood  was  spilt, 

For  to  remove  a  world  of  guilt; 

Then  let  my  soul  thy  goodness  plead, 

Till  I  from 'chains  of  death  am  freed. 
I  Draw  nigh  O  blessed  God  draw  nigh, 

And  save  my  soul  before  1  die  ; 

A  wretched  sinner  at  thy  door, 

One  drop  of  mercy  doth  implore. 

5  O  Lord  I  cannot  easy  be, 
Until  thy  grace  hath  set  me  free  ; 
Come  O  thou  mighty  Jesus,  com", 
And  call  the  trembling  rebel  home.     • 

HYMN  156.  CM. 

1  f\  WRETCHED  soul,  I  now  begin 
x_F  To  feel  my  woful  case : 

Ah,  wretch  !  what  days  I  spent  in  sin, 
Rejecting  God  s  free  grace  ! 

2  My  precious  days  are  almost  gone, 

In  the  broad  road  to  death  ; 
And  now  which  way  can  I  return, 
In  my  declining  breath  ? 

3  So  long  with  sinners  I  have  trod. 

And  disregarded  heaven ; 
How  can  I  think  to  call  on  God, 
Or  seek  to  be  forgiven  ? 

4  Yet  if  1  here  remain,  I  die, 

And  surely  sink  to  hell ; 
Therefore  I  am  resolv'd  to  try 
While  there's  a— Who  can  tell? 

3  They  say  his  mercy  yet  is  free,, 
To  all  that  will  return; 


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It  surely  then  would  reach  to  me, 
It'  unbelief  wat>  gone. 

6  'Tis  now  with  me  the  latest  hour, 
And-  ]  in  darkness  dwell  ; 
O  Jesus  manifest  thy  power, 
Or  soon  I  sink  to  hell. 


HYMN  157.    C.  M. 

jin  aivaiened  Shiner  resolved  to  cast  all  en  Chris 

1  i\   WHAT  a  burden'd  soul  I  he, 
\J    A,  stranger  to  my  God  ! 

Yet  since  I  hear  his  grace  is  free, 
On  him  I'll  cast  my  lead. 

2  His  name  is  love,  I  often  hear, 

And  gracious  is  his  throne  ; 
Who  knows  but  he  may  yet  appear. 
Before  I  am  undone  ? 

3  He  is  all  goodness,  or  in  hell 

I'd  sunk,  ah  !  long  ago  ; 
But  O  !  it  is  his  blessed  will 
To  save  my  soul  from  woe. 

4  Since  long  he's  kept  me  from  the  grav£, 

And  still  holds  out  my  days , 
I  must  believe  he's  free  to  save, 
If  I  would  trust  his  grace. 

5  I'll  go  with  all  my  load  of  guilt, 

And  fall  before  his  throne  ; 
Eelieve  his  blood  was  for  me  spil^ 
And  trust  in  him  alone. 

€  Help  my  belief,  Almighty  God, 
And  set  my  spirit  free  ; 
©  Wash  me  in  the  Saviour's  bloodj 
And  let  me  Jive  with  the?, 


161 

HYMN    158,  S.  M.      An  uzuakn.J  Youth. 

1  X    ORD  let  me  never  go. 

JlA   The  way  the  wicked   tread  ; 
Their  steps  take  hold  on  dreadful  woe, 
And  they  among-  the  dead. 

2  O  call  me  home  to  thee. 

Now  in  my  youthful  days  ; 
And  let  mv  life  and  portion  be, 
In  the  Redeemer's  ways. 

3  It  is  thy  grace  I  want  ; 

O  let  me  taste  thy  love ; 
Methinks,  O  God.  my  soul  doth  pant, 
For  pleasure  from  above. 

4  O  Jesus,  let  me  know 

Thy  kingdom  in  my  soul ; 
Thy  erace  can  save  from  future  woe, 
And  all  my  fears  control. 

5  O  shall  I  ever  be 

Among  the  christians  blest  ? 
O  Jesu3  take  me  now  to  thee, 
And  give  my  spirit  rest. 

6  Then  in  the  realms  above, 

My  God  I  shall  adore  ; 
Forever  solace  in  his  love, 
And  grieve  and  sin  no  more. 

HYMN  159.    CM.  Tie  Sam* 

1  6~\  THOU  who  stoop'st  from  realms  of  ligh£, 
"_J   Whose  name  is  life  and  truth  : 
Pluck  me  from  chains  of  death  and  night, 
While  in  the  bloom  of  youth. 

.9  I'm  born,  O  God,  an  heir  of  death, 
Coudemn'd  by  my  own  6in  ; 


162 

Time  fleets  away,  and  not  a  breat'h 
Will  e'er  teturn  again. 

3  O  God,  redeem  me  by  thy  grace, 
While  life  is  in  its  bloom  ; 
That  I  may  run  the  chriscian  race,, 
Till  death  commands  me  home. 

'4  Without  thy  love  1  am  undone, 
And  all  my  life  is  vain  ; 
And  when  these  fleeting  hours  are  gone,. 
No  hope,  but  Death  again. 

5  Have  pity  on  me  blessed  God, 
And  take  my  heart  to  thee  ; 
And  set  me  by  Christ's  precious  blood. 
From  all  my  bondage  free. 

HYMN  160.    L.  M. 
The  Shiners  Complaint  and  Confession. 
-    &\  WHAT  a  harden'd  wretch  am  I  ! 
\_W  Will  nothing  meit  mv  harden'd  mind? 
1  hear  that  Christ  is  passing  by, 
But  see  him  not,  for  I  am  blind. 

ti  His  bowels  yearn  o'er  wretched  man, 
And  I  am  cail'ci  to  taste  his  love  ; 
And  yet  my  heart's  so  hard  in  sin, 
I  neither  feel,  nor  melt,  nor  move. 

3  Long  has  he  waited  at  my  door, 

And  I  a  wretch  as  long  despis'd  ; 

And  now  if  he  should  call  no  more,- 

in  endless  death  I  close  my  eyes. 

4  And  yet  how  careless  am  I  still, 

Surrounded  with  important  scenes  i 
O  Jesus,  turn  my  rapid  will. 

Remove  my  guilt,  and  break  my  chains- 


16S 

HYMN   161.  CM. 
A  prospect  of  Heaven  males  Death  i    . 

1  fjpHERE  is  a  land  of  pure  delight, 

JL       Where  saints  immortal  reign; 
Infinite  day  excludes  the  night, 
And  pleasures  banish  pain. 

2  There  everlasting  spring   abides, 

And  never-vvith'rin^;  flowers  ; 

Death,  like  a  narrow  sea,  divides 

This  heavenly  land  from  ours. 

3  But  tim'rous  mortals  start  and  shrink 

To  cross  this  narrow  sea; 
And  iinger,  shiv'ring  on  the  brink, 
And  fear  to  launch  away. 

O  !  could  we  make  our  doubts  remove. 

Those  gloomy  doubts  that  rise, 
And  see  the  Canaan  that  we  love 

With  unbeclouded  eyes. 

Could  we  but  climb  where  Moses  stood, 

-nd  view  the  landscape  o'er, 
Not  Jordan's  streams,  nor  death's  cold  flee* 
Should  fright  us  from  that  shore. 

HYMN  162.  L.  M.     On  Ds.ith. 

1  QOON  I  shall  hear  the  solemn  call, 

k3      (Prepar'd  or  not)  to  yield  my  breath,; 
And  this  poor  mortal  frame,  must  fall 
A  helpless  prey  to  cruel  death. 

2  Then  look,  my  .-oul.  look  forward  now: 

And  anchor  safe  beyond  the  flood  \ 
Bow  to  the  Saviour's  footstool,  bow, 
And  get  a  life  secure  in  God 

3  Before  these  fketing  hours  are  gone, 

I'll  bid  chis  mortal  world  adieu  ; 


164 

And  to  the  Lord  I'll  now  resign 
My  life,  my  breath,  and  spirit  toe. 

■i  Then  welcome  death,  with  all  its  force, 
No  more  I'll  fear  the  gaping  grave  ; 
Jesus  my  Lord, my  last  iesource 

Will  reach  his  arm  my  soul  to  save. 

5  He  will  not  hide  his  smiling  face, 

Nor  leave  me  in  that  trying  hour  ; 
I'll  trust  my  soul  upon  his  grace, 

And  cheerful  leave  this  mortal  shore. 

HYMN   163.  L.M. 

1  "I^IROM  all  that  dwell  below  the  skies, 
JL        Let  the  Creator's  praise  arise  ; 
Let  the  Redeemers  name  be  sung, 
Thro'  ev'ry  land,  by  ev'ry  tongue. 

2  Eternal  are  thy  mercies.  Lord, 
Eternal  truth  attends  thy  word; 

Thy  praise  shall  sound  from  shore  to  shore, 
Till  sun  shall  rise  and  set  no  more. 

3  Your  lofty  themes,  ye  mortals  bring, 
la  songs  of  praise  divinely  s>ng : 
The  great  salvation  loud  proclaim, 
And  shout  for  joy  the  Saviour's  name  ! 

4  Tn  ev'ry  land  begin  the  song  ; 
To  ev'ry  land  the  strains  belong ; 
In  cheerful  sounds  all  voices  raise, 
And  fill  the  world  with  loudest  praise. 


0 


HYMN  164.  CM. 
LORD,  how  dang'rous  is  the  place 
Where  ray  poor  soul  doth  6tand, 


165 

With  all  my  sins,  without  thy  grace, 
And  death  on  either  hand  ! 

2  Time,  like  a  torient,  swift  doth  hurl, 
And  steals  my  breath  away  s 
It  drives  me  to  the  nether  world, 
Without  the  least  delay. 

9  Soon  will  these  mortal  cords  be  broke, 
And  I  shall  lose  my  breath  ; 
5oon  must  I  feel  the  dreadful  stroke, 
Of  an  ail  conquering  death. 

4  Then  would  it  tear  my  bleeding  heart. 

And  fill  me  with  despair, 
If  Christ  should  hid  my  soul  depart, 
Where  hope  is  known  more. 

5  Extend,  extend,  O  Lamb  of  God, 

Thy  blessed  arm  of  power  ; 
Speak  to  my  soul  one  saving  w«rd* 

In  this  distressing  hour. 
€  O  let  me  now  redemption  know, 

And  taste  immortal  love  ; 
And  let  me  with  thy  people  go 

To  the  bright  realms  above. 

HYMN  1 C5.  C.  M.      The  Meal  and  Crvisi  of  Ot 

1  Tl  Y  the  poor  widow's  oil  and  meal, 
JD      Elijah  was  sustain'd  ; 
Though  small  the  stock,  it  lasted  well, 

For  God  the  store  maintain'*! 

2  It  seem'd  as  if  from  day  to  day, 

They  were  to  eat  and  die"; 

Bat  sti.l  though  in  a  secret  way, 

He  sent  a  fresh  supply. 

$  Thus  to  his  poor  he  still  will  givr 

Just  for  the  preseat  hour  ; 


166 

But  f©r  to-morrow  they  must  live 
Upon  his  word  and  power. 

4  No  barn  or  store-house  they  possess, 

On  which  they  caa  depend  ! 
Yet  have  ho  cause  to  fear  distress, 
For  J  esus  is  their  friend. 

5  Then  let  no  doubts  your  mind  assan*) 

Remember  God  has  said, 
C{  The  cruise  and  barrel  shall  net  failj 
My  people  shall  be  fed." 

«  And  thu-.,  though  faint  it  often  seem% 
He  keeps  their  grace  alive  ; 
Supply'd  bv  his  refreshing  streams, 
1  hdr  dying  hopes  revive. 

*  Though  in  ourselves  we  have  no  stocky 
The  Lord  is  nigh  to  save  ; 
His  door  flies  open  when  we  knock, 
And  'tis  but  ask  and  have. 

HYMN  166.   P.M.      Dwelling  in  MemcTi. 

1  "V%7"HAT  a  mournful  life  is  mine, 

¥  T        Fill'd  with  crosses  pains  and  cares"?' 
Ev'ry  work  denTd  with  sin, 
Ev'ry  step  beset  with  snares ! 

2  If  alone  1  pensive  sit, 

1,  myself  can  hardly  bear; 
If  1  pass  along  the  strf et, 
Sin  and  riot  triumph  there. 

3  Jesus  how  my  heart  is  pain'd, 

How  it  mourns  for  souls  deceiv'd  * 
When  I  hear  thv  name  protan'd, 
"v\     en  I  see  thy  Spirit  griev'd  ! 

4  When  thy  children's  griei  !  view, 

Their  distress  becomes  my  owir; 


167 

All  I  hear  or  see  or  do, 

Makes  me  tremble,  weep  and  gr«an. 

5  Mdfirning  thus  I  long  had  been, 

When  I  heard  my  Saviour's  voice  ;- 
"  Thou  hast  cause  to  mourn  for  sin, 
But  in  me  thou  may'st  rejoice. 

6  This  kind  word  dispell'd  my  grief, 

Put  to  silence  my  complaints; 
Though  of  sinners  I'm  the  chief, 
He  has  rank'd  me  with   his  saints. 

7  Though  constrain'd  to  dwell  a  while, 

Where  the  wicked  strive  and  brawl  -j 
Let  them  trown   if  he  but  smile, 
Heaven  will  make  amends  for  all. 

S  There,  believers,  we  shall  rest, 

Free  from  sorrow,  sin  and  fears; 
Nothing  there  our  peace  molest, 
Through  eternal  rounds  of  years. 

9  Let  us  then  ihe  fight  endure, 

See  our  Captain  looking  down,    | 
He  will  make  the  conquest  sure, 
And  bestow  the  promis'd  crown. 

HYMN  167.  P.M.      Christ  our  Advocate. 

1  O  AVIOUR,  1  do  feel  thy  merit. 

O      sprinkled  with  redeeming  blood; 
And  my  troubled  weary  spirit 
Now  finds  rest  in  thee  my  God. 

2  I  am  safe,  and  I  am  happy, 

While  in  thy  dear  arms  I  lie, 
Sin  and  Satan  cannot  harm  roe 
While  my  Saviour  is  so  nigh. 

J  Now  I'll  sing  of  Jesus'  merit, 

Tell  the  world  of  his  dear  najr.f. 


16  8 

That  if  any  want  his  Spirit, 
He  is  still  the  very  same. 

4  He  rhat  asketh  soon  receiveth. 

He  th  :t  seeks  is  sure  to  find  ; 
Whoso'er  on  him  believeth, 
He  will  never  cast  behind. 

r  Now  our  Advocate  is  pleading 
With  his  Father  and  our  God  ; 
Now  ror  us  he's  interceding 
As  the  purchase  of  his  blood. 

6  Now  m«thinks  I  hear  him  praying, 
"  Father,  spare  them;  I  have  dy'd:' 
And  the  Father  answers,  saying, 
"  They  are  freely  justify 'd." 

HYMN    168.   P.  M. 
The  dying  Christian  to  his  Soul. 

i  "W/TTAL  spark  of  heavenly  flame, 
T        Quit,  O  quit  this  mortal  frame ; 
Trembling,  hoping,  iing'ring,  flying, 
O  the  pain,  the  bliss  of  dying  ! 
Cease, .fond  nature,  cease  thy  strife, 
And  let  me  languish  into  life. 

2  Hark  !  they  whisper,  angels  say, 
Skter  spirit,  come  away  ! 
What  is  this  absorbs  me  quite, 
Steals  my  senses,  shuts  my  sight, 
Drowns  my  spirit,  draws  my  breath. 
Teil  me  my  soul,  can  this  be  death. 

5  The  world  recedes,  it  disappears, 
Heaven  opens  on  my  eyes,  my  ears 
With  suuads  seraphic  ring; 

„  Lend, lend  your  wings;  I  mount,  I  fly, 
O  grave  where  is  thy  victory  1 
O  death  where  is  thy  sting ! 


■  HYMN  169.  L.  M.     A  Song  oj 
)    ^VTOW  in  a  song  of  grateful  p 

1\    To  my  dear  Lord  my  voice  I'll  raisi 
With  all  the  saints  I'll  join  to  tell, 
My  Jesus  has  done  all  things  well. 

2  All  worlds  his  glorious  power  confess, 
His  wisdom  all  his  works  express  : 
But  O  !  his  love  what  tongue  can  tell ! 
My  Jesus  has  done  all  things  well. 

3  How  bounteous,  merciful  and  free, 
Has  been  his  love  to  sinful  me  ; 

He  pluck'd  me  from  the  jaws  of  hell, 
My  Jesus  has  done  all  things  well. 

I  spurn'd  his  grace,  I  broke  his  laws, 
And  then  he  undertook  my  cause; 
To  save  me  though  I  did  rebel, 
My  Jesus  has  done  all  things  well. 

5  And  since  my  soul  has  known  his  love. 
What  blessings  bath  he  made  me  prove? 
Blessings,  which  do  all  praise  excel; 
My  Jesus  has  done  ail  tilings  well. 

G  Whene'er  my  Saviour  and  my  God, 
Hath  on  me  laid  his  gentle  rod, 
I  know  in  ail  that  has  befel, 
My  Jesus  has  done  al!  things  well. 

7  Though  Satan'.-  flaming  fiery  dart, 
Attempt  its  level  at  my  heart  ; 
With  this  I  all  his  rage  repel, 
My  Jesus  has  done  ad  things  well. 

8  Sometimes  my  Lord  his  face  doth  hide 
To  make  me  pray,  and  kill  my  pride : 
Yet  on  my  heart  it  still  doth  dwell. 
My  Jesus  has  done  all  things  well. 

H 


170 

9  Soon  I  shall  pass  this  vale  of  death, 
And  in  his  arms  shall  lose  my  breath  ; 
Yet  then  my  happy  soul  shall  tell, 
My  Jesus  has  done  all  things  well. 

10  And  when  to  yc  n  bright  world  I  rise, 
And  join  the  anthems  in  the  skies, 
Above  the  rest  this  note  shall  swell, 
My  Jesus  has  done  all  things  well. 

HYMN  170.    C.  M.      The  Soldier  of  the  Cross, 
\      A   Mia  Soldier  of  the  cross, 
JLJL     A  foll'wer  of  the  Lamb  ? 
And  shall  I  fear  to  own  his  cause, 
Or  blush  to  speak  his  name  ? 


O  glory  halleluia,  praise  ye  my  God; 

O  glory  halleluia,  love  and  serve  the  Lord. 

2  Are  there  no  foes  for  me  to  face  ? 
Must  I  not  stem  the  flood  ? 
Is  this  vain  world  3  friend  to  grace, 
To  help  us  unto  God  ? 

8  Shall  1  be  carried  to  the  skies, 
On  flow'ry  beds  of  ease  ? 
While  others  fight  to  win  the  priae, 
And  sail  through  bloody  seas  ? 

4  Sure  1  must  fight,  if  I  would  reign; 
Increase  mycour.ge  Lord, 
To  bear  the  cross  endure  the  shame, 
Supported  by  thy  word. 

8  The  saints  all  in  this  glorious  war, 
bhall  conquer  though  they  die  ; 
They  see  a  triumph  from  afar, 
And  seize  it  with  their  eye. 


171 

When  that  illustrious  morn  shall  rise. 
And  all  thine  armies  shine. 

With  robes  of  vict'ry  through  the  skies, 
The  glory  shall  be  thine. 

HYMN    171.     L.  M. 

A  true  Christian  s   Experience. 

1  |~10ME  all  ye  saints  and  sinners  near, 
\J   Listen  a  while  and  you  shall  hear 
The  wonders  of  Almighty  grace, 
Which  set  me  free  to  sing  his  praise. 

2  This  glorious  Jesus  from  the  sky, 
Thus  spake  to  me  as  he  pass'd  by, 
"  .Awake,  arise,  depart  and  fly, 
Go  hence  or  you  will  surely  die.J> 

S  Aline  eyes  he  cpen'd  to  behold 
The  wonders  I  have  never  told  ; 
Heaven  and  hell  within  my  view, 
And  my  poor  soul  no  refuge  knew. 

4  I  heard  of  Jesus  who  they  say 
Could  wash  a  sinner's  guilt  away  : 
But  how  to  Bud  him  did  not  know, 
Nor  where  to  meet  with  him  below. 

5-  Mv  flesh  did  war  against  my  soul, 
Temptation  did  me  much  control; 
The  weeping  saints  I  could  not  slight, 
Who  sought  their  Jesus  day  and  night. 

9  The  scandal  of  his  cross  I  see, 
That  scand.nl  it  would  fall  on  me  ; 
But  still  I  thought  I  did  behold 
I  wanted  Jesus  more  than  gold. 

7   I  laid  me  down  to  rake  my  rest, 
Bemoaning  much  my  dreadful  case; 
1  thought  I  would  for  mercy  wait, 
But  then  I  fear'd  I'd  come  too  late. 


172 

S   I  little  thought  he  w?.s  so  nigh, 

His  speaking  made  me  smile  and  crv  ; 
He  said,  -  I'm  come  to  you  my  love. 
"  I  have  a  p. ace  for  you  above." 

0  This  glorious  news  I  did  believe, 
My  sins  and  sorrows  did  me  leave ; 
My  soul  enrapiur'd  in  his  love, 

In  hupe  to  dwell  with  him  above. 

]0  Thfre  shall  1  sit  and  sing  and  tell 
The  wonders  of  Iromanuel, 
Whilst  all  his  saint;  their  songs  combine 
To  praise  his  matchless  love  divine. 

HYMN  172.   P.M.      The  tveary  Travel!.' 

1  /  'OME  all  ye  weary  travellers, 
\J     N©wlet  us  join  and  sing 
The  everlasting  praises, 

Of  Jesus  our  great  King. 
We've  had  a  tedious  journey, 

And  tiresome  'tis  true; 
But  see  how  many  dangers  ; 

The  Lord  has  brought  us  through. 

2  At  first  when  Jesus  found  us, 

He  call  d  us  unto  him, 
And  pohned  out  the  danger 

Of  falling  into  sin. 
The  world  the  flesh  and  Satan 

Would  prove  a  hurtful  snare, 
Unless  we  did  reject  them 

By  faith  and  humble  prayer. 

3  But  by  our  disobedience, 

With  sorrow  we  confess, 
We  have  had  long  to  wander 
in  a  dark  wilderness ; 


173 

Where  we  might  loBg  have  fainted. 
In  that  enchanted  ground, 

But  now  and  then  a  cluster 
Of  pleasant  grapes  we  found. 

The  pleasant  fruits  of  Canaan 

Give  life  and  joy  and  pace, 
Revive  our  drooping  spirits, 

And  love  and  strength  increase. 
To  own  our  Lord  and  Master, 

And  run  at  his  command, 
And  hasten  on  our  journey, 

Unto  the  promis'd  land. 

In  faith,  and  hope,  and  patience, 

We  often  do  rejoice. 
And  Jesus  and  his  people 

Forever  are  our  choice. 
fn  peace  and  consolation 

We  now  are  going  on, 
The  pleasant  road  to  Canaan, 

Where  Jesus  Christ  is  gone. 

Sinners  why  stand  ye  idle, 

While  wethus  march  along  ; 
Ha?  Je-us  never  told  you 

That  you  are  going  wrong, 
Down  the  bro:.d  road  to  darkness, 

To  bear  a  dreadful  curse  ? 
Forsake  your  v.  ays  of  sinning, 

And  come  and  go  with  us. 

But  if  you  will  refuse  it, 
We  bid  you  al!  farewell, 

We're  on  the  road  to  Canaan, 
And  you  the  road  to  hell  : 

We're  sorry  thus  to  leave  you, 
We'd  rather  you  would  go: 


174 

Come  try  a  bleeding  Savicui , 
And  see  the  waters  flow. 

8   Now  to  the  King  immortal, 

Be  everlascing  praise, 
For  in  his  holy  service, 

We  long  to  spend  our  days. 
Till  we  arrive  at  Canaan, 

The  glorious  world  above, 
With  everlasting  wonder 

To  praise  redeeming  love. 

HYMN    173.   S.  M. 
A  prospect  of  Christ's  Church. 
J   *0  EHOLD  a  lovely  vine, 

JLP      Here  in  this  desart  ground  ; 
The  blossom  shoot  and  promise  fruit, 
And  tender  grapes  are  found. 

2  Its  circling  branches  rise, 

And  shade  the  neighbouring  land ; 
With  lovely  charms  she  spreads  her  arms 
With  clusters  in  her  hand. 

3  This  city  can't  be  hid, 
It's  built  upon  an  hill  : 

The  dazzling  light,  it  shines  so  bright 
It  doth  the  vallies  fill, 

4  Ye  trees  which  lofty  stand, 
And  stars  with  sparkling  light, 

Ye  Christians  hear,  both  far  and  near, 
'lis joy  to  see  the  sight. 

5  Ye  insects,  feeble  race, 

And  fish  that  glide  the  stream, 
Ye  birds  that  fly  secure  on  high, 

Repeat  the  joyful  theme. 
$  Ye  beasts  that  feed  at  home, 

Or  roam  the  vallies  round. 


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With  lofty  voice  proclaim  the  joys, 
And  join  the  pleasant  sound. 

7  Shall  feeble  nature  sing, 
And  man  not  join  the 

0  may  their  throats  be  swell'd  with  note*. 
And  hli'd  with  songs  of  praise. 

8  Glory  to  God  on  high, 
For  his  redeeming  grace; 

The  blessed  Dove  came  from  above, 
To  save  our  ruin'd  race. 

HYMN  174.    P.  M.      The  Christians  I 

1  *rglIS  a  point  I  long  to  know, 

1_     Oft  it  causes  anxious  thought. 
Do  I  love  the   Lord  or  no, 
Am  I  his  or  am  I  not  ? 

2  If  I  love,  why  am  I  thus  ? 

•        Why  this  dull  and  lifeless  frame  r 
Hardly  sure  can  they  be  worse 
Who  have  never  heard  his  name. 

3  Could  my  heart  so  hard  remain, 

Prayer  a  task  and  burden  prove,. 
Ev'ry  tiirle  give  me  pain, 
If  I  knew  a  Saviour's  love  ? 

A  When  1  turn  my  iyes  within, 

Ail  is  darkness,  vain  and  wild; 
Fill'd  with  unbelief  and  sin, 
Can  I  deem  myself  a  child  ? 

5  If  I  pray,  or  hear,  or  read, 
Sin  is  mix'd  with  all  I  do ; 
You  th-tt  love  the  Lord  indeed, 
Tell  me — is  it  thus  with  you  ? 

(y  Yet  I  mourn  my  stubborn  will, 
Find  my  sin  a  grief  and  thrall; 


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Should  I  grieve  for  what  1  feel, 
If  I  did  not  iove  at  all  ? 

7  Should  I  joy  his  saints  to  meet, 
Choose  the  way  1  once  abhor'd, 
Find  at  times  the  promise  sweet, 
If  I  did  not  love  the  Lord  ? 

S  Lord  decide  this  doubtful  case, 
Thou  who  art  thy  people's  Sun, 
Shine  up(.n  thy  work  of  grace, 
If  indeed  it  be  begun. 

9  Let  me  love  thee  more  and  more  ; 
If  I  love  at  all     I'll  pray; 
If  f  have  not  lov'd  before, 
Help  me  to  begin  this  day. 

HYMN   175.  L.M. 

A  Hyrr/i  for  Young  Ccniiirt;. 

1  ^i^^HEN  converts  first  begin  to  sing, 

▼  ?     Their  happy  souls  are  on  the  wing 
Their  theme  is  all  redeeming  love, 
Fain  would  they  be  with  Christ  above. 

2  With  admiration  they  behold 

The  love  of  Christ  that  can't  be  told, 
They  vitw  themselves  upon  the  shore, 
And  think  the  battle  all  is  o'er. 

.  They  feel  themselves  quite  free  from  pain, 
And  think  their  enemies  ;\<e  slain; 
They  make  no  doubt  but  all  is  well, 
And  Satan  is  cast  down  to  hell. 

4  They  wonder  why  old  saints  dont  sing, 
And  make  the  heavenly  arches  ring ; 
Ring  with  melodious  joyful  sound, 
Because  a  prodigal  is  found. 


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5  But  'tis  not  long  before  they  feel 
Their  feeble  souls  begin  to  reel ; 

They  think  their  former  hopes  are  vain,-- 
For  they  are  bound  in  Satan's  chain. 

6  The  morning  that  did  shine  so  bright, 
Is  turned  to  the  shades  of  night ; 
Their  hearts,  that  did  with  music  sing, 
Are  now  untun'd  in  every  string. 

7  Oh  !  foolish  child,  why  didst  thou  boas? 
In  the  enlargement  of  thy  coast  ? 
Why  didst  thou  think  to  fly  away, 
Before  thou  leav'st  this  feeble  clay  ? 

8  Come,  take  up  arms  and  face  the  field, 
Come  gird  on  harness,  sword  and  shield, 
Stand  fast  in  faith,  fight  for  ycur  King, 
And  soon  the  vict'ry  you  shall  win. 

9  When  Satan  comes  to  tempt  your  minds, 
Then  meet  him  with  these  blessed  lines; 
For  Christ  our  Lord  has  swept  the  field, 
And  we're  detennin'd  not  to  yield. 

HYMN  1 16.   P.  M.      Cbrists  Sufferings. 

1  rpHROUGHOU  Four  Saviour's  life  we  trace 

_I_    Nothing  but  shame  and  deep  disgrace* 

No  period  else  was  seen, 
Till  he  the  spotless  victim  fell, 
Tasting  in  soul  a  painful  hell, 

Caus'd  by  the  creature's  sin. 

2  On  the  cold  ground  methinks  I  see 
My  Jesus  kneel  and  pray  for  me ; 
Seiz'd  wuh  a  chilly  sweat  throughout, 
Blood-drops  did    orce  their  passage  ouf, 

Through,  ev'ry  opening  pore. 
H2 


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3  A  crown  of  thorns  his  temples  bore, 
His  back  with  lashes  all  was  tore, 

Till  one  the  bones  might  see  ! 
Mocking  they  push'd  him  here  and  there, 
Marking  his  way  with  blood  and  tears, 

Press'd  by  the  heavy  tree. 

4  Thus  up  the  hill  he  heavy  came, 

Round  him  they  mock'd  and  made  their  game, 

At  length  his  cross  they  re^r  : 
And  can  you  see  the  Son  of  God, 
Cry  out  beneath  sin's  heavy  load, 

Without  one  thankful  tear  ? 

$  Thus  bearing  our  iniquity, 

He  dies  with  anguish  on  the  tree  ; 
What  tongue  his  grief  can  tell  ? 
The  snudd'ring  rocks  their  heads  recline,, 
The  morning  sun  refus'd  to  shine 
When  the  Redeemer  fell. 

6  Shout  brethren,  shout  with  songs  divine. 
He  drank  the  gall  to  give  us  wine, 

To  quench  our  parching  thirst : 
Seraphs  advance  your  voices  higher, 
Bride  of  the  Lamb,  unite  the  choir, 

To  praise  your  precious  Christ. 

HYMN  177.  P.M. 
Come  and  ivdcome  to  Christ  jfesus. 
1   pOME  ye  sinners,  poor  and  wretched, 
V^     Weak  and  wounded,  sick  and  sore, 
Jesus  ready  stands  to  save  you, 

Full  of  pity  join'd  with  power. 
He  is  able,  he  is  abie, 
He  is  willing,  doubt  no  more. 

Si  K<>  !  ye  needy,  come  and  welcome, 
God's  free  bounty  glonfy. 


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True  belief  and  true  repentance, 

Ev'ry  grace  that  bi  ings  us  nigh  ; 
Without  money,  without  money, 
Come  to  Jesus  Christ  and  buy. 

5  Let  not  Satan  make  you  ling 
Nor  of  fitness  fondly  dream; 
A'l  the  fitness  he  requireth, 

I,  to  feel  your  need  of  him  ; 
This  he  gives  you   this  he  gives  you, 
Tis  his  spirit's  rising  beam. 

4   Come  ye  weary  heavy  laden, 

BiuiVd  and  torn  by  sin  and  thrall 

If  you  tarn  till  you're  belter, 
You  will  never  come  at  all  ; 

Not  the  righteous),  not  the  righteous. 

Sinners,  Jesus  came  to  call. 

5  View  him  grov'lling  in  the  garden, 
Lo,  your  Saviour  prostrate 
On  the  bloody  tree  behold 

Hear  him  cry  before  he  di 
It  is  finished,  it  is  finish'd, 
Sinners  will  not  this  suffice  ? 

«S  Lo,  the  Son  of  God  ascended, 

Plead*  the  merits  of  his  blood  ; 
Venture  on  him,  venture  wta 
Let  no  other  trust  intrude; 
None  but  Je»us,  none  but  Jesus, 
Can  do  helpless  sinners  good. 

7  Saints  and  Angels  join'd  in  concert. 

Sing  the  praises  of  the  Lamb, 

While  the  blissful  seats  of  heaven, 

Sweetly  echo  with  his  name  : 
Hallelujah,  hallelujah, 
Sinners  here  mav  sing  the,  s»me. 


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HYMN   178.  C.  M.  At  the  meeting  of  Friends, 

AMTELL  met  dear  Friends  in  Jesus'  name, 

v  f     Come  let  us  now  rejoice ; 
While  we  our  Saviour's  praise  proclaim, 
With  cheerful  heart  and  voice. 

2  But  O  !  dear  Jesus,  Lamb  of  God, 

bend  ('own  the  heavenly  Dove, 
Thy  blessing  now  diffuse  abroad, 
And  warm  our  hearts  with  love. 

3  In  vain,  dear  Saviour,  here  we  meet, 

Except  thy  face  we  see  : 
Thy  presence  makes  a  heaven  most  swee^, 
Whene'er  we  meet  with  thee. 

4  A  dungeon  shews  a  heavenly  dawn, 

When  therewith  thee  we  dwell ; 
But  when  thy  presence  is  withdrawn, 
A  palace  proves  a  hell. 

5  Then  O  !  dear  Jesus,  condescend 

To  meet  us  with  a  smile  ; 
Thy  Spirit's  quick'ning  influence  send, 
And  purge  our  hearts  from  guile. 

6  That  at  the  close  each  one  may  say, 

"  We  met  not  here  in  vain  ; 
4t  For  we  have  tasted  heaven  to-day, 
"  Nor  could  we  more  contain." 

HYMN  189.  CM. 
The  Rich  Provision  of  the  Gospel. 

1  "1~ESUS,  thy  blessings  are  not  few, 
9w    Nor  is  thy  Gospel  weak  ; 

Thy  grace  can  melt  the  stubborn  Jew 
And  heal  the  dying  Greek. 

2  Wide  as  the  reach  of  Satan's  rage. 

Does  thy  Salvation  flow; 


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It's  not  confin'd  to  sex  or  age, 
The  lofty  or  the  low. 

3  While  grace  is  offered  to  the  prince. 

The  poor  may  take  their  share; 
No  mortal  has  a  just  pretence 
To  perish  in  despair. 

4  Come  all  ye  wretched  sinners,  come, 

He'll  form  your  souls  anew; 
His  gospel  and  his  heart  has  room, 
For  rebels  such  as  you. 

5  His  doctrine  is  Almighty  love ; 

There's  virtue  in  his  name, 
To  turn  a  raven  to  a  dove, 
The  lion  to  a  lamb. 

6  O  could  we  raise  a  song  of  praise, 

Half  equal  to  his  love; 
The  heavens  would  ring  while  we  should  sing, 
Through  all  the  courts  above. 

HYMN.  180.    L.  M. 
TLd  name  of  Christ  most  siveet. 

1  rj^HAT  name  to  me  sounds  ever  sweet, 

_fi.     Where  grace  and  truth  do  always  meet, 
Where  righteousness  doth  peace  embrace, 
And  opens  wide  a  store  of  grace. 

2  A  meeting  place  it  is  indeed, 
Where  mercy  meets  the  sinner's  need, 
And  (  pens  wide  a  gracious  store, 
Sufficiezit  to  relieve  the  poor. 

3  Hark  !  dont  you  hear  the  heavenly  call. 
It  soundeth  loud,  it  is  to  all — 

To  high  and  low,  to  bond  and  free. 
That  Rone  may  say— 'tis  not  for  me. 


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"  Ho  !  every  one  that  thirsts  (he  cries) 
"  Here's  wine  and  milk,  and  large  supplies; 
t;  Come  now  to  me  and  drink  your  fill, 
"  'Tis  free  for  whosoever  will. 

"  Come  now  receive,  I  ask  no  pay, 
"  But  freely  give  it  all  away, 
"  To  all  that  do  my  word  believe, 
"  And  freely  now  my  grace  receive." 

HYMN  181.   P.  M.   The  wandering  Pilgrims. 

^f  ITAND'RING  pilgrims,  mourning 
V  f  Christians, 

Weak  and  tempted  lambs  of  Christ, 
Who  endure  great  tribulation, 

And  with  sins  are  much  distress'd  ; 
Christ  has  sent  me  to  invite  you 

To  a  rich  and  costly  feast  ; 
Let  not  shame  nor  pride  prevent  you, 

Come,  the  sweet  provision  taste. 

If  you  have  a  heart  lamenting, 

And  bemoan  your  wretched  case; 
Come  to  Jesus  Christ  repenting, 

He  will  give  you  gospel  grace. 
If  yuu  want  a  heart  to  fear  him, 

Love  and  serve  him  all  ynus  days, 
Only  come  to  Christ  and  ask  him, 

He  will  guide  your  feet  always. 

If  your  heart  is  unbelieving, 

Doubting  Jesus'  pard'ning  love, 
Lay  hard  by  Bethesda  waiting, 

Till  the  troubled  waters  move. 
If  no  man  appears  to  help  ycu, 

All  their  efforts  prove  but  talk  ; 
Jesus,  Jesus  he  will  cleanse  you, 

Rise,  take  up  your  bed  and  walk. 


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4  If  like  Peter  you  are  sinking, 

In  the  sea  of  unbelief  ; 
Wait  with  patience  always  praying, 

Christ  will  send  you  sweet  relief; 
He  will  give  you  grace  and  glory, 

All  your  wants  shall  be  suppiy'd  ; 
Canaan,  Canaan  lies  before  }  ou, 

Rise,  and  cross  the  swelling  tide. 

5  Death  shall  not  destroy  your  comfort, 

Christ  will  guard  you  through  the  gloom, 
Down  he'll  send  a  heavenly  convoy, 

To  convey  you  to  his  home; 
There  you'll  spend  your  days  in  pleasure. 

Free  from  ev'ry  want  and  eare  ; 
Come,  O!  pome  mj  blessed  Saviour, 

Fain  my  spirit  would  be  there. 

HYMN  1S2.  C.  M.     Barf-well  to  all  but  Christ. 

1  j^AREWELL  vain  world,  I  bid  adieu, 
X.      Your  glory  I  despise  ; 

Your  friendship  I  no  more  persue, 
Your  itatt'ries  are  but  bus. 

2  You  promise  happiness  in  vain, 

Nor  can  you  satisfy  ; 
Your  highest  pleasure  :urn  to  pain, 
And  all  your  treasures  die. 

3  Had  I  the  Indies,  East  and  West, 

And  riches  of  the  sea. 
Without  my  God  I  could  not  rest, 
For  he  is  ail  to  me. 

4  Then  let  my  soul  ri;-c  far  above. 

By  faith  Til  take  my  wing, 

To  the  eternal  realms  of  love, 

Where  saints  and  angels  . ' 


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8  There's  love  and  joy  that  will  not  waste., 
There's  treasures  that  endure  ! 
There's  pleasures  that  wdl  always  last, 
When  time  shall  be  no  more. 

HYMN    183.    CM.    Tbe  Backslider  Returning. 
i    |~|   WHAT  a  cruel  wretch  am  I, 
xjr      To  leave  my  Jesus  so  ! 
And  now  without  his  smiles  I  lie, 
And  know  not  where  to  go. 

2  Once  I  enjoy 'd  his  smiling  face ; 
But  did  not  think  so  soon, 
I  should  go  mourning  in  distress, 
And  all  my  comfort  gone. 

%  Not  all  the  glory  of  this  earth, 
Can  do  me  any  good  : 
My  soul  abhors  all  carnal  mirth, 
And  groans  to  find  my  God. 

4  O  could  I  see  his  face  again, 
I'd  tell  him  all  my  woe, 
Confess  how  guilty  I  have  been, 
To  leave  my  Jesus  so 

$  Then  I  will  clasp  him  in  my  arms, 
And  he  shall  have  my  heart ; 
And  earth,  with  all  her  treach'rous  charms, 
Forever  shall  depart. 

HYMN  I  84.  P.  M.  The  Complainer  Reformed, 

I  IT  SET  myself  against  the  Lord, 
JL     Despis'd  his  spirit  and  his  word, 

And  wish'd  to  cake  his  place  ; 
It  vex'd  me  sore  that  I  must  die, 
And  perish  too  eternally. 

Or  else  be  sav'd  by  gracfe 


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.  i  eacher  \\\  compl; 
One  spoke  through  pride,  and  one  for  gain, 
Another's  learning  small  ; 

This  spoke  too  fast,  and  that  too  slow, 
One  prav'd  too  loud,  and  one  too  low, 
The  other  had  no  cali. 

B   With  no  professors  could  1  join, 

Sonic  dre^s'd  too  mean,  and  some  too  fine, 

And  some  did  talk  too  long; 
Some  had  a  tone,  some  had  no  gift, 
Some  t;t!k'd  *o  weak,  and  some  so  swift, 

That  all  of  diem  were  wrong. 

f    1  thought  they'd  better  keep  at  home, 
J  han  to  exhort  where'er  they  come, 

And  teil  us  of  their  joys; 
They'd  better  keep  their  gardens  free 
From  weeds,  than  to  examine  me, 

And  vex  me  with  their  noise. 

5  Kindred  and  neighbours  all  were  bad, 
And  no  true  friends  were  to  be  had — 

My  rulers  too  were  vile  • 
At  length  1  was  brought  clear  to  see, 
The  fault  did  mostly  lie  in  me, 

And  had  done  all  the  while. 

$  My  horrid  load  of  guilt  and  shame, 
[Being  conscious  too  I  was  to  blame) 

Did  wound  my  frighted  soul; 
I've  sinn'd  so  much  against  my  Cod, 
I'm  crush'd  so  low  beneath  his  rod, 

How  can  I  be  made  whole. 

7  But  there's  a  balm  in  Gilead, 
And  a  Physician  to  be  had, 
A  balsom.  too  most  fret- ; 


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©nly  believe  on  God's  dear  Son  ; 
Through  him  the  victory  is  won  ; 
Christ  Jesus  dy'd  for  thee. 

8  For  Christ's  free  love's  a  boundless  sea  ; 
What !  to  expire  for  such  as  me  ? 

Yes,  'tis  a  truth  divine  ; 
My  heart  did  melt,  my  soul  o'er  run, 
With  love  to  see  what  God  hath  done. 

For  souls  so  mean  as  mine. 

9  Now  I  can  hear  a  child  proclaim, 
The  joyful  news  and  praise  the  name, 

Of  Jesus  Christ  my  King; 
1  know  no  sect.  Christians  are  one, 
With  my  complaints  I  now  have  done,, 

And  God's  free  grace  I  sing. 

10  Glory  to  him  who  gave  his  Son, 
To  die  for  crimes  which  I  had  done, 

And  made  salvation  mine  ; 
For  as  we'd  sold  ourselves  for  nought. 
So  without  money  we  are  bought, 

A  blessed  truth  divine. 

11  Come  saints  rejoice  in  Christ  your  Kin* 
His  solemn  praises  sweetly  sing, 

And  tell  the  world  his  iove  ; 
Sinners  invite  now  to  receive 
Of  God's  free  grace,  and  not  to  grieve. 

The  holy  sacred  Dove. 

1 2  All  those  who  do  an  int'rest  gain, 

In  the  bless'd  Lamb,  that  once  was  slain, 

Will  surely  happy  be  ; 
Their  loud  hosannahs  they  shall  raise, 
A  monument  of  God's  kigh  praise,. 

A  Ion*  eternity 


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HYMN  IS 5.  C.  M.     Toe  Preachers  Farewell. 
1  "ORETHREN,  Ibid  you  all  farewell, 
_1J*   And  from  my  very  heart, 
Affectionately  1  do  tell, 

That  you  and  I  must  part. 

•B  And  if  1  see  you  not  again, 
I  trust  that  1  can  say, 
Mv  labour  shall  not  be  in  vaia, 
That  1  have  spent  this  day. 

3  I  trust  I  can  to  record  call, 

All  vou  that  hear  me  now, 
I  have  declar'd  God's  counsel  alh, 
As  he  did  me  endow. 

4  I  now  depart,  I  leave  you  here, 

I  leave  vou  with  the  Lord, 
And  may  we  all  henceforth  appear 
To  be  of  one  accord. 

5  And  if  we  never  meet  again, 

While  we  on  earth  remain, 
O  may  we  meet  on  Canaan's  shore, 
And  never  part  again. 

#  There  we  shall  join  to  sing  God's  praise, 
And  all  his  wonders  tell. 
And  triumph  in  his  holy  ways, 
So  brethren  fare  you  well. 

HYMN  186.    CM.      Nut  ashamed  of  Jesus. 


J 


A  mortal  man  asham'd  of  thee  ? 
Asham'd  of  thee  whom  angels  praise  ? 
Whose  glory  shines  through  endless  days  ? 

•2  Asham'd  of  Jesm  !  sooner  far, 
Let  ev'ninj  blush  to  own  a  star ; 


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He  sheds  the  beams  of  light  divine 
O'er  this  benighted  soul  of  mine. 

3  Asham'd  of  Jesus  !   just  as  soon 
Let  midnight  be  asham'd  of  noon  : 
"Fis  midnight  with  my  soul  till  he, 
Bright  morning  star,  bids  darkness  flee. 

4  Asham'd  of  Jesus  !  that  dear  friend. 
On  whom  my  hope  of  heaven  depend  ! 
No  !  when  I  blush,  be  this  my  shame, 
That  1  no  more  adore  his  name. 

5  Asham'd  of  Jesus  !  yes  I  may, 
When  I Ve  no  guilt  to  wash  away ; 
No  tear  to  wipe,  no  good  to  crave, 
No  fear  to  quell,  no  soul  to  save. 

6  Till  then,  nor  is  my  boasting  vain, 
Til!  then  I  boast  a  Saviour  slain  ; 
And  O  !  may  this  my  glory  be, 
That  Christ  is  not  asham'd  of  me. 

7  His  institutions  will  I  prize, 

Take  up  the  cross,  the  shame  despise — 
Dare  to  defend  his  noble  cause, 
And  yield  obedience  to  his  laws. 

HYMN  187.  C.  M. 
Godly  Sorroiv  arising  from  the  Sufferings  of  Christ, 

\      4  LAS  !  and  did  my  Saviour  bleed  ? 
J\   And  did  my  Jesus  die  ? 
Would  he  devote  that  sacred  head 
For  such  a  worm  as  I  ? 


Thanks  to  the  Lamb  the  loving  Lamb, 
Who  dy'd  on  Calvary ; 


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The  Limb  was  alain,  from  heaven  he  came, 

To  bleed  and  die  for  me. 
The  Lamb  was  slain,  yet  lives  again 
To  intercede  ior  me. 

2  [Thv  body  slain, sweet  Jesus  thine, 

And  batli'd  in  its  own  blood, 

While  all  expos'd  to  wrath  divine, 

The  glorious  SuiT'rer  stood.] 

S  Was  it  for  crimes  that  f  had  done, 

He  groan'd  upon  the  tree  ? 

Amazing  pitVi  grace  unknown, 

And  love  beyond  degree  ! 

4  Well  might  the  sun  in  darkness  hide, 

And  shut  his  glory  in, 
When  Christ  the  glorious  Saviour  dy'd 
For  nun  the  creature's  sin. 

5  Thus  might  I  hide  my  blushing  face, 

While  Lis  dear  cross  apoears, 
Dissolve  my  heart  in  thankfulness, 
And  melt  my  eyes  ia  tears. 

€  But  drops  of  tears  can  ne'er  repay 
The  debt  of  iove  1  owe ; 
Here,  Lord,  1  give  myself  away, 
'Tis  all  chat  I  can  do. 

HYMN  188.  S.  M.     Unity* 

1  X  ET  strife  forever  cease, 
JLi  And  envy  qui:  the  field, 
Come  join  and  live  in  love  and  peace 

And  to  the  gospel  yield. 

2  Let  bitter  words  no  more 

Among  the  saints  remain  ; 
Let  every  member,  every  hour. 
Submit  to  Jesus'  reign. 


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3  One  Lord  we  have  to  fear, 
One  faith  we  all  confess ; 
To  the  same  baptism  we  adhere^ 
And  magnify  free  grace. 

-4  Then  why  should  we  contend, 
For  meat  and  drink  and  dress, 
And  crucify  the  Lord  again, 
And  pierce  his  wounds  afresh. 

5  When  bitter  words  arise, 
Then  Satan  has  his  ends ; 
We  wound  the  heart  and  hands  of  Christ, 
Amidst  his  chosen  friends. 

•  No  more  we'll  feed  the  flame, 
Nor  judge  ourselves  too  wise  ; 
But  search  with  care  to  find  the  beares, 
That  lurks  within  our  eyes. 

7  Unto  the  world  we'll  prove 
That  we  disciples  are  ; 
They  shall  behold  us  walk  in  love, 
And  say  the  Lord  is  there. 

3  Then  we  will  live  like  those, 
Who  now  agree  in  love, 
And  when  our  eyes  in  death  shall  close, 
We'll  join  with  them  above. 

HYMN  189.  S.  M.      The  Unity  of  Gad 

1  }rpiS  a  delightful  truth, 

_■_    Jehovah  is  but  One: 
And  all  the  pnlighten'd  nations  shall, 
Acknowledge  him  alone. 

2  This  glorious  God  supreme, 

Tins  self-existent  Lord, 
Displays  the  wonders  of  his  name, 
Throughout  the  sacred  word* 


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j  The  saints  will  ever  sing 
The  unity  of  GjcI  ; 
Charm'd  with  the  blessings  of  his  grace, 
They  sound  his  praise  abroad. 

4  Great  God,  may  all  our  souls, 
From  ev'ry  idol  flee, 
Love  and  revere  thy  gracious  name, 
And  worship  only  thee. 

HYMN  189.    L.  M. 
Lorfs  Supper,  or  Baptise. 

1  ^\^0W  ye  dear  saints>  break  out  in  praise-; 
-I*     See  how  the  Lord  his  love  displays; 
Our  conduct  meets  his  high  applause, 
While  we  revere  his  sacred  laws. 

2  He's  ever  pleas 'd  when  we  obey, 
And  honour  each  appointed  way; 
Obedience  to  his  glorious  word, 
Speak*  that  he's  worthy  of  regard. 

3  Dear  God  thy  blessing  now  impart, 
And  give  us  each  a  thankful  heart ; 
Soon  may  we  dwell  where  Jesus  reigns, 
And  praise  him  in  the  noblest  strains. 

HYMN  1  90.    C.  M.      Joy  In  the  Holy  Glml 

'   ATY  S°ul  d°th  ma"nify  the  Lord, 
IT-!.  My  spirit  doth  rejoice, 
In  him  my  Saviour  and  my  God  ; 
I  hear  his  joyful  voice. 

1  I  need  not  go  abroad  for  joy, 
I  have  a  feast  at  home 


My  sighs  are  turned  into  songs, 
Ffie  Comforter  is  come. 


3  Down  from  above  the  blessed  Do  >  c 

Is  come  into  my  breast : 
To  witness  God's  eternal  love  ; 
This  is  my  heavenly  feast. 

4  This  makes  me  Abba  Father  cry, 

With  confidence  of  soul ; 
It  makes  me  cry.  my  Lord,  my  God, 
And  that  without  control. 

5  There  is  a  stream  which  issues  forth, 

From  God's  eternal  throne, 
And  from  the  Lamb  a  living  stream, 
Clear  as  the  crystal  stone. 

(>  This  stream  doth  water  paradise, 
It  makes  the  angels  sing; 
One  cordinl  drop  revives  my  heart ; 
Hence  ail  my  joys  do  spring. 

7  Such  joys  as  are  unspeakable, 
And  full  of  glory  too  ; 
Such  hidden  manna,  hidden  pearl. 
As  worldlings  do  not  know. 
$  Eye  hath  not  seen,  nor  ear  hath  heard, 
From  fancy  'tis  conceal  d  ; 
What  thou,  Lord,  hnsl  hid  up  for  thine, 
And  hast  to  me  reveal'd. 

§  I  see  thy  face,  I  hear  thy  voice, 
I  taste  thy  sweetest  iove  ; 
My  soul  doth  leap,  but  O  for  wings, 
The  wings  of  Noah's  dove  ! 

10  Then  would  I  flee  far  hence  away, 
Leaving  this  world  of  sin  : 
Then  would  my  Lord  put  forth  his  hand, 
And  kindly  take  me  in. 

J  1   Then  would  my  soul  with  angels  feast 
On  joys  that  always  last, 


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JBiess'd  be  my  God,  the  God  of  joy, 
Who  gives  me  here  a  taste. 

HYMN    191.  P.  M.   The  Beggar's  Pray 4 

1  "p»  NCOURAG'D  by  thy  word 
-S-i    Of  promise  to  the  poor, 
Behold  a  beggar  Lord, 

Waits  at  thy  mercy's  c'oor; 
No  hand,  nor  heart,  dear  Lord  but  thine. 
Can  help  or  pity  wants  like  mine. 

2  The  beggar's  usual  plea, 

(Relief  from  men  to  gain,) 
If  offer'd  unto  thee, 

I  know  thou  would'st  disdain  ; 
But  those  which  move  thy  gracious  ear. 
Are -such  as  men  would  scorn  to  hear. 

3  I  have  no  right  to  say, 

That  though  I  now  am  poor, 
Yet  once  there  was  a  day, 

When  1  possessed  more  ! 
Thou  knov/est  from  my  very  birth, 
I've  been  the  poorest  wretch  on  eartk 
i   Nor  dare  I  to  profess, 

As  beggars  often  do, 
Though  great  is  my  distress, 

My  faults  have  been  but  few  ; 
If  thou  should'st  leave  my  soul  to  starve, 
It  would  be  what  I  well  deserve. 

t  Nor  dare  I  to  pretend 
I  never  begg'd  before, 
And  if  thou  now  befriend, 

I'll  trouble  thee  no  more  ; 
Thou  often  hast  reliev  d  my  pail, 
And  often  I  must  come  again. 


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HYMN   192.  P.M.     The  Glory  of  Christ. 

1  4T\  THOU  in  whose  presence  my  soul  takes 
\J  delight, 

On  whom  in  affliction  I  call ; 
My  comfort  by  day  and  my  song  in  the  night, 
My  hope,  my  salvation,  my  all. 

2  Where  dost  thou  at  noon  tide  resort  with  thy 

sheep, 
To  feed  on  the  pastures  of1  love ; 
Say  why  in  the  valley  of  death  should  I  weep, 
Or  alone  in  the  wilderness  rove. 

5  O  why  should  I  wander  an  alien  from  thee; 
Or  cry  in  the  desert  for  bread  ; 

Thy  foes  will  rej«ice  when  my  sorrows  they  se€j 
And  smile  at  the  tears  1  have  shed. 

4  Ye  daughters  of  Zion,  declare  have  you  see#j 

The  star  that  on  Israel  shone ; 
Say  if  in  your  tents  my  beloved  has  been, 

And  where  with  his  flock  he  has  gone. 

3  This  is  my  beloved,  his  form  i9  divine, 
His  vestments  shed  odours  around  ; 

The  locks  on  his  head  are  as  grapes  on  the  vine, 
When  autumn  with  plenty  is  crown'd. 

6  The  roses  of  Sharon,  the  lilies  that  grow, 
In  the  vales,  on  the  banks  of  the  streams  ; 

On  his  cheek  does  the  beauty  of  excellence  glow4 
And  his  eyes  are  as  quivers  of  beams. 

,7  His  voice  as  the  sound  of  the  dulcimer  sweet;,  - 
16  heard  through  the  shadow  of  death, 

The  cedars  of  Lebanon  bow  at  his  feet, 
Cl^e  air  is  perfwm'd  with  hi»  breath 


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S   His  lips  as>  a  fountain  of  righteousness  flow, 
That  waters  the  garden  of  grace:  [know, 

From  which  their  salvation   the  Gentiles   shall 
And  bask  in  the  smiles  of  his  tace. 

9  Love  sit=  on  his  eyelids  and  scatters  delight, 
Through  all  the  bright  mansions  on  high; 

Their  faces  the  cherubims  veil  in  his  sight, 
And  praise  him  with  fulness  of  joy. 

10  He  looks,  and  ten  thousands  of  angels  rejoic<£, 
And  myriads  wait  for  his  word  ; 

He  speaks  and  eternity  fiil'd  with  his  voice, 
Re-echo  the  praise  of  the  Lord. 

HYMN    193.   L.  M.     We  have  found  the  Messiak. 

1  "V^TE'VE  found  the  great  Messiah  coma, 

V  ▼     The  Saviour  sent  to  bring  us  home-! 
Tiie  glorious  Lord  we  now  adore, 
And  love  and  long  to  love  him  more. 

2  We've  found  the  Shepherd  of  the  sheep^ 
Who  came,  the  lost  ones  all  to  s<.ek; 
Who  dy'd  to  save  their  souls  from  hell, 
And  bring  them  home  with  him  to  dwelb- 

3  We've  found  the  Lord  of  all  below, 
Before  whom  ev'ry  Unee  shall  bow, 
And  ev'ry  tongue  to  him  confess, 
His  dreadful  justice  or  his  grace. 

4  We've  found  the  glorious  Hiding- Place,, 
In  whom  we're  safe  in  all  distress ; 
Though  storms  of  dreadful  tempest  blow, 
Mo  storms  can  hurt  our  souls  below. 

-w  We've  found  the  way  which  leads  to  God, 
The  way  which  all  the  prophets  trod; 


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The  way  winch  gives  true  peace  and  rest — 
The  way  in  which  our  souis  are  bless'd. 

6  We've  found  the  Lamb  whose  blood  was  spilt,, 
To  save  our  sonls  from  sin  and  guilt ; 
The  Lamb  who  open"d  al!  the  seals, 
And  thus  his  Father '6  love  reveals. 

HYMN    194.    L.  M.     On  the- great  duty  of  Prayer? 

1  "VSTHAT  various  hindrances  we  meet, 
▼  ?      In  coming  to  the  mercy  seat  ! 
Yet  who  that  knows  the  worth  of  prayer, 
But  wishes  to  be  often  there. 

€L  Prayer  makes  the  darkest  cloud  withdraw, 
Prayer  climbs  the  ladder  Jacob  saw ; 
Gives  exercise  to  faith  and  love, 
Brings  ev'ry  blessing  from  above. 

3  Resrraining  prayer,  we  cease  to  fight, 
Prayer  makes  the  Christian's  armour  bright-; 
And  Satan  trembles  when  he  sees 

The  weakest  saint  upon  his  knees. 

4  When  Moses  stood  with  arms  spread  wide; 
Success  was  found  on  Isr'ei's  side; 

Eat  when  through  weariness  they  fail'd, 
That  moment  Amalek  prevail'd. 

5  Have, you  no  Words  ?  Ah,  think  again, 
Words  flow  apace  when  you  complain, 
And  fill  your  fellow  creature's  ears, 

.    Wiethe  \ad  tale  of  all  your  cares. 

6  Werq|2jali  the  breath,  thus  vainly  spent, 
To  heaven  in  supplication  sent, 

Your  cheerful  song  would  often  be, 
Hear  what  the  Lord  hath  doae  for  roe.. 


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HYMN   195.  P.M.    TbeYearofJum^) 

BLOW  ye  the  trumpet,  blow, 
The  gladly  solemn  sound  ; 
Let  all  the  nations  know 

To  earth's  remotest  bound  : 
The  year  of  Jubilee  is  come. 
Return  ye  ransom'd  sinners  home 
2  The  crospel  trumpet  hear, 

The  news  of  heavenly  grace 
Ye  happy  souls  draw  near, 

Behold  your  Saviour's  face : 
The  vear  of  Jubilee  is  come, 
Return  to  your  eternal  heme 

%  Extol  the  Lamb  of  God, 
The  sin-atoning  Lamb ; 
Redemption  in  his  blood, 

Throughout  the  world  prod 
The  year  of  Jubilee  is  come, 
Return  ye  ransom'd  sinners  h 

HYMN  196,  CM.  Prafifir  the  hope  of  G^ry. 

1  y  tiOJCURN  in  a  vale  of  tears, 

I      Alas  h\ow  can  1  sing  ! 
My  h.ir:>  doth  on  the  willows  hang, 
Untun'd  in  ev'ry  string.  ^  v 

2  My  mu-ic  is  a  captive's  chain;  •■&. 

Harsh  sounds  my  ears  do  till ; 
How  shall  I  sing  sweet  Zion's  songs. 
On  this  side  Zion's  hdl  ? 

*,  Yet  -lo  !  1  hear  the  joyful  souud, 
Surely  I'll  quickly  come  ! 
Each  word  much  sweetness  dotn  djgttfi, 
Like  a  full  honey  comb. 


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*es,  on  such  prosD«rf«!  I  ^, 
And  shall  jf;osP^cts  *  can  rest, 
nd  sluI1  be  soon  at  home 

lo  fit  a  place  for  me, 
*or  t,8  h  is  will  .that  where  heir 
There  should  his  servant,  be 

•Canaan  I  view  from  Pisgah's  ton, 
Mv°    Ca"aafs^pesitaste;     * 

Ivm  rdff°se^s^^mehere, 
will  send  for  me  at  last! 

9  I  have  a  G{)d  wJ^  ' 

My  Gad  who  owns  me  in  this  world, 
Wxd  own  me  in  the  next. 

10  J£  dearest  friends  who  dwell  above 

I  sure  muse  go  to  see  ;  ^ 

And  all  m7  friends  in  Christ  below, 
will  soon  come  after  me. 

HYMN   197.    P.M.    Honourto  the  H^ 

1  THOUGH  aU  th^or!d  below*** 
JL    God  we  see  all  around, 
^earcn  hills  and  vallies  through, 
There  he's -iouneh 


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In  growing  fields  of  corn, 

The  lily  and  the  thorn, 
The  pleasant  and  forlorn, 

All  declare — God  is  there7;- 
In  meadows  drest  in  green, 

There  he's  seen. 

2  See  springing  waters  rise, 

Fountains  flow,  rivers  run  ; 
The  mist  beclouds  the  skies, 

Hides  the  sun. 
Then  down  the  rain  doth  pour, 

The  ocean  it  doth  roar, 
And  break  upon  the  shore  ;  .£- 

Call  to  praise  in  their  lays  f 

A  God  who  ne'er  decliaes  ,;  ?  /?" 

His  designs. 

2  The  sun  with  all  his  rays 

Speaks  of  God  as  he  fliae ;; 
The  comet  in  its  Ijlazej 

God  it  cries. 
The  shining  of  the  stars, 

The  moon  when  she  appears,,  . 
His  dreadful  name  declares  : 

See  them  fly  through  the  sky. 
And  join  the  silent  sound 

From  the  ground. 

*■  Then  let  my  station  be, 
Here  in  life,  where  I  see 
The  God  of  purity 

All  agree ; 
In  all  the  works  he's  made, 
The  forest  and  the  glade, 
Nor  let  me  be  afraid,  though  I  dwefi 
In  the  hill, 

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2CK5 

*  And  wilt  thou  come  my  deadest  Lord  ? 
And  wilt  thou  surely  come  ? 
Yes,  on  such  prospects  I  can  rest, 
And  shall  be  soon  at  home. 
S  Come  then  my  dearest,  dearest  Lcrd, 
My  sweetest,  surest  iriend  ; 
Come,  for  I  iokth  thc;e  Kedar  tents  " 
Thy  fiery  char;ot  send. 
%  What  have  I  in  this  barren  land ; 
My  Je?us  is  not  here  ; 
Mine  eyes  will  ne'er  be  blest,  until 
His  blissful  face  appear. 

;   My  Jesas  is  gone  up  to  heaven, 
To  fie  a  place  for  me, 
For  'tis  his  will,  that  where  he  it, 
There  should  his  servants  be. 

i   Canaan  I  view  from  Pisgah's  top, 
Of  Canaan's  grapes  1  taste; 
My  Lord  who  sends  untame  here. 
Will  send  for  a§e  at  last. 

?  1  have  a  Gcd  who^hangeth  not, 
Why  should  I  be  perplex'd  ? 
My  God  who  owns  me  in  this  world, 
Will  own  rne'in  the  next. 
^  10  My  dearest  friends  who  dwell  above, 
I  sure  must  go  to  sec  ; 
And  all  my  friends  in  Christ  below, 
Will  soon  come  after  me. 

HYMN   197.    P.M.    Honour  to  the  H'^l: 

THROUGH  all  this  world  b; 
God  we  see  all  around, 
ch  bills  and  rallies  through. 
T>:.  *   :vA. 


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In  growing  fields  of  corn, 

The  lily  and  tlie  thorn, 
The  pleasant  and  forlorn, 

AU  declare — God  is  there7; 
In  meadows  drest  in  green, 

There  he's  seen. 

2  See  springing  waters  rise, 

Fountains  flow,  rivers  run  ; 
The  mist  beclouds  the  skies, 

Hides  the  sun. 
Then  down  the  rain  doth  pour, 

The  ocean  it  doth  roar, 
And  break  upon  the  shore  ;  jcv- 

Call  to  praise  in  their  lays 
A  God  who  ne'er  declines 

His  designs. 

2  The  sun  with  all  his  rays 

Speaks  of  God  as  he  fliae :; 
The  comet  in  its^>lazej 

God  it  cries.  J 

The  shining  of  the  stars, 

The  moon  when  she  appears,  . 
His  dreadful  name  declares  : 

See  them  fly  through  the  sky 
And  join  the  silent  sound 

From  the  ground. 

*  Then  let  my  station  be, 
Here  in  life,  where  I  age 
The  God  of  purity 

All  agree ; 
In  all  the  works  he's  made, 
The  forest  and  the  glade, 
Nor  let  me  be  afraid,  though  I  dweR 
In  the  hill, 

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Where  natures  work's  declare 
God  is  there. 

3  God  did  to  Moses  shew, 
Glories  more  than  Pe'ru  • 
His  face  alone  withdrew 

From  the  view. 
Mount  Sinai  was  the  place, 

Where  God  did  show  his  grace. 
And  Moses  sang  his  praise. 

See  him  rise  near  the  skies  • 
And  view  old  Canaan's  ground 
AH  around. 

g  Elijah's  servant  views 

From  the  hill,  and  declares 
A  little  cloud  appears, 

Dry  your  tears : 
Our  Lord  transfigur'd  is, 

With  those  blest  saints  of  his, 
As  saith  the  witnesses  : 

See  them  shine  all  divine, 
While  Olive's  mount  is  blest 

With  the  rest. 

7  Not  India  hills  of  gold, 

With  wonders  we  are  told, 
Nor  seraphs  strong  and  bold, 

Can  unfold ; 
The  mountain  Calvary, 

Where  Christ  our  Lord  did  die- 
Hark  !  hear  the  Saviour  crv, 

Mountains  quake,  heavens  shake, 
When  Christ  the  Lord  of  hosts, 

Leaves  their  coast. 


Leaves  their  coast. 
|  And  now  from  Calvary, 
We  may  staud  and  espy, 


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Beyond  this  lower  sky} 
Far  on  high? 

Mount  Zion's  sp.cy  hill, 

Where  saints  and  ^fjl 
Hark'  hear  thelhsmg  and  tell, 

Of  their  Lord  with  one  accord, 
And  join  in  Moses'  song, 
Heart  and  tongue. 

9  Since  the  hills  are  honour*  thus, 
Bv  our  Lord  in  his  course, 
Let 'them  not  be  by  us 

Call'd  a  curse  ;  \ 
Porbid  it  mighty  King, 

B»t  rather  let  us  suier,       . 
Wiethe  hills  and  yalh^:n?; 

Echoe^fly  through  the.sky, 
And  heaven  hears  the  sound 

From  the  ground- 
HYMN    198.  L.M.  The  Crucifix^. 

,   VOW  from  the  garden  to  the •  cross, 

^^et  us  attend  the  Lamb  cu  God, 
ie  all  things  else  accounted^dross, 

L^-d  with  sin  atoning  hood. 

2   See  how  the  p.cient  Jesus  stands, 
lusnhed  in  his  lowest  case: 
Sinners  have  bound  the  S>^our  shandy 

^d-spitin-theirBehvererJiace.  , 

Mth  thorns  his  te.  f^Trf-- 

Send  streams  of  blood  iron^yry  part, 

H^kwithnoctedscour^e^d, 

But  sharper  scourges  tear  hi*  heart. 

4  Nail'd  naked  to  the  cursed  wood 
Kxpos'dw  unhand  heaven  abeve 


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"i»  Wends  £££"&&***. 

HYMN  199.    p.M 

£»  balsom  for  th  J£  "  ?  ,°w  *  ^th  out  so  dear 
r«  s«ht  for  W  bSSf"1  bf ""  for  th' *"  "*. 
"»««.&  stieugti  for  lifcewait 


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*$  If  you  are  distress'd  and  burden'd  with  si*, 
Come  wash  in  this  fountain, &  you  shall  be  clears, 
Here's  all  things  provided  for  sinners  undone, 
And  you  are  invited  and  welcome  to  come. 

4  If  you  areo'crburden'd  with  mountainsof  thrall. 
This  well  of  salvation  stands  open  for  all  : 
Come  draw  whenyou're  weary,  and  drink  whe» 

you're  dry, 
It  was  for  the  needy  that  Jesus  did  die. 

5  If  you  are  distress'd  with  mountains  of  guilt? 
O  wash  in  this  fountain  that  Jesus  hath  spilt : 
You  need  not  to  go  mourning  for  sin  very  long, 
Believe  in  your  Saviour,  and  sing  the  new  song. 

6  The  song  of  salvation,  it  is  so  divine, 
There's  music  and  melody  in  ev'ry  line  : 
Twas  sung  by  the  Hebrews  when  deliv'rance 

they  found, 
When  Simeonfiuds  Jesus, sweet  praisesdosound. 

7  There  is  a  day  coming  in  which  saints  shall  sing, 
Sweet  anthems  of  praises  to  Jesus  our  King. 
Thenwe  shall  mount  up  from  ailsorrow  and  pain, 
The  kingdom  of  heaven  eternally  g^in. 

8  Osinn^rsv/e'retrav'lingtoyonderbright  world., 
From  which,  by  transgression,  the  angels  were 

hurl'd; 
We  bid  you  a  final,  eternal  farewell, 
Unless  you're  converted,  you  will  sink  to  hell. 

9  Awake  O  poor  sinner  !  awake,  from  your  sin  ! 
But  if  you  will  slight  us  again  and  again, 

f  ho'  sorry  to  leave  you,  and  for  you  we'll  pray, 
When   God  speaks    yonr   sentence, — Amen  we 
must  say. 


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HYMN  200.  L.  M.     Gofs  Goolntss  to  the  Chiidrm 
of  Men.   Psalm  cvii.  31. 

1  ",R/rE  sons  of  men  with  joy  record, 

JL  The  various  wonders  of  the  Lord ; 
And  let  his  power  and  goodness  sound, 
Through  all  your  tribes  the  earth  around. 

2  Let  the  higjb  heavens  your  songs  invite# 
Those  spacious  fields  of  brilliant  light ; 
Where  sun  and  moon  and  planefs  roll, 
And  stars  that  glow  from  pole  to  pole. 

3  Sin£  earth,  in  verdant  robes  array'd, 

Its  herbs  and  flowers,  its  fruits  and  shade ; 

Peopled  with  life  of  various  forms, 

Of  fish  and  fowl,  and  blasts  and  worms,. 

4  View  the  broad  seas'  majestic  plains, 
And  think  how  wide  its  Maker  reigns  : 
That  band  remotest  nations  joins, 
And  on  each  wave  his  goodness  shines-. 

5  But  O  !   that  brighter  world  above, 
Where  lives  and  reigns  Jesus  my  love ! 
God's  only  .Son  in  flesh  array'd, 

For  man  a  bleeding  victim  made. 

H  Thither  my  soai  with  rapture  soar, 
There  in  the  Unci  of  praise  adoie: 
The  theme  demands  an  angel's  lay, 
Demands  an  everlasting  day. 

HYMN;  201,  P.  M.  The  Christian  Union. 

[P  tands  for  Presbyterian;  C  for  Congregationalism 
B  for  Baptist /$  for  Freewill  Baptist;  M  ft 
Metbodist!\ 


fM 


ORE  than  ten  years  have  roll'd  away, 
Since  I  did  testify  and  say, 


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Aside  all  party  names  I'll  lay, 

And  make  the  name  of  Christ  my  stay, 

And  join  in  Christian  Union. 
2  As  at  that  time  I  did  not  know, 
Onp  on  this  earthly  ball  below, 
That  thus  with  me  would  join  and  go, 
I  ask'd  some  brethren,  they  said  No, 

We  cannjc  join  such  Union. 
5  My  name  i    dear,  said  brother  P  ; 
And  so  is  i  nne,  said  brother  C  ; 
Then  loud  spake  out  my  brother  B, 
My  name's  the  dearest  of  the  three, 

Away  with  such  a  Union* 
4  Then  brother  F  and  M  did  say, 

Our  hearts  are  join'd  with  you  this  day. 
The  name  is  nothing:,  yet  we  may, 
Not  throw  our  names  out  of  the  way, 

But  still  we'll  join  in  Union. 
f  But  here's  a  number  of  my  mind, 
Whose  hearts  1  trust  are  truly  join'd, 
To  search  the  Scriptures  for  to  find, 
The  good  old  way,  and  leave  behind, 

All  things  that  hurt  this  Union. 

*  So  now  my  Christian  brethren  dear, 
In  future  let  my  name  appear, 
To  join  in  Christian  Conference  clear, 
Along  the  narrow  way  to  steer, 
Straight  in  the  Christian  Union. 

7  Dear  Christian  brethren  who  forsake, 
All  party  names,  which  still  do  make, 
Strive  to  increase  and  union  break, 

1  he  ancient  word  our  Saviour  spake, 
In  me  be  of  one  Union. 

8  My  brethren  of  the  Christian  name3 
May  you  in  heart  all  be  the  sam^y 


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Who  round  the  region  sound  Christ's  fame 
O  may  the  gospel  you  proclaim 
Through  all  the  Christian  Union. 

9  In  name  and  nature  be  the  same, 
Christians,  and  followers  of  the  Lamb? 
For  if  to  live  you  have  a  name, 

And  still  are  dead,  you  are  to  blame.* 
And  destitute  of  Union. 

10  Keep  Jesus,  master  of  your  school, 
And  take  the  Bible  for  your  rule ; 
Shun  vain  philosophy,  that  tool, 
Which  makes  the  Christian  play  the  fool, 

And  hurts  this  Christian  Union. 

1 J    Hold  Jesus  Christ  the  living  Head ; 
By  him  be  govern'd,  by  him  led  ; 
The  sheep  and  lambs  will  then  be  fed 
With  living  water  daily  bread, 
And  grow  in  Christian  Union. 

12  Brother  of  ev'ry  name  to  thee, 
Who  do  inquire  if  good  there  be 
In  Christian  Conference,  come  and  se£» 
In  Christ  there  is  true  liberty, 
Enjoying  Christian  Union. 

HYMN  202.  P.  M.     Friendship. 
1  npHE  reason  we  love  friendship 
JL    We'll  deny  to  no  man : 
How  can,  how  can,  how  can.  he, 
Who  is  form'd  for  happiness, 
Hate  a  loving  brother  ; 
Since  Jesus,  Jesus  dy'd  on  the  tree*, 
To  rescue  sinful  man 
From  violence  and  treason, 
That  we  might  love  each  oth«r, 
And  seek  our  souls'  salvalioBt 


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Tv/as  !ovc  that  mov'd  the  mighty  God 

For  to  redeem  the  nations, 

That  happy,  happy  we  might  be. 

!  On  the  feast  diy  in  ancient  times, 
Jesus  stood  and  cry'd, 
It  any,  any,  any  man 
Thirst,  let  him  come  and  freely  drink, 
And  save  his  soul  from  dying. 
For  nothing,  nothing  else  surely  can 
Quench  the  increasing  thirst, 
That  in  your  heart  is  glowing; 
Then  come  and  taste  the  streams  of  grace, 
Which  are  so  sweetly  flowing  ; 
Spying,  drink  my  lo\'e,  my  heavenly  dove, 
It  is  for  you  now  flowing  ; 
Then  happy,  happy  you  shall  be. 

5  Let  us,  who  have  begun  to  trace 
The  steps  of  our  Redeemer, 
Follow,  follow, follow  on  ; 
Believing  we  shall  overcome, 
Resisting  all  temptations: 
Since  Jesus,  Jesus,  Jesus  the  Son 
With  out-stretch'd  arms, 
And  voice  that's  inviting, 
To  purling  streams  of  purest  joy 
Is  thus  our  souls  exciting. 
Let  us  impart  to  him  our  hearts', 
By  faith  and  love  uniting, 
Then  happy,  happy  we  shall  be. 

HYMN  203.    P.  M.     Invitation. 

i   pOME  all  who  spend  your  youthful  days, 
\J   In  vice  and  folly's  flow'ry  maze, 
In  search  of  happiness; 


210 

Attend  a  moment,  and  I'll  show 
That  the  broad  w:iy  in  which  you  gau 
Is  not  the  way  to  bliss. 

:2  Delusive  pleasures  lead  you  on, 

Where  folly's  votaries  meet  and  throng. 

Some  fleeting  good  to  find  ; 
Though  different  objects  you  pursue, 
Yet  happiness  is  all  your  view, 
To  ease  a  restless  mind. 

3  Along  the  enchanted  road  I've  walk'd, 
And  with  the  different  parties  talk'd, 

Who  all  to  me  did  say — 
True  happiness  we  ne'er  have  seen, 
Though  in  pursuit  we  long  have  bee* 

In  this  delusive  way. 

4  They  told  me  she  was  farther  on, 
And  if  with  them  I'd  go  along, 

This  object  might  obtain  ; 
Twas  all  a  phantom  soon  I  knew, 
For  as  1  follow'd,  still  she  flew, 

Or  else  transformed  to  pain. 

ft  I  rang'd  the  world,  I  cross'd  the  seas, 
,Iu  hopes  my  trouble'd  breast  to  ca»c, 

By  pleasures  yet  unknown  : 
To  all  amusements  I  have  run, 
That's  found  beneath  the  daily  sun, 
Till  weary  I  have  grown. 

6  I  try'd  the  cards,  I  try'd  the  dice., 
Among  the  higher  class  of  life,    . 

Here  much  depends  on  chance  ; 
I  trv'd  th'  enchanting  viol's  sound, 
.  Where  mirth  and  gaiety  abound, 
The  song,  the  sprightly  dance. 


21) 

7  From  vice  to  vice,  through  folly's  tram, 
I  sought  and  sought,  hut  sought  in  vain 

To  find  true  happiness. 
From  ev'ry  party  where  I  went, 
1  still  return'd  with  discontent, 

And  found  'twas  all  finesse. 

S  Which  way  to  look,  which  way  to  ge, 
Which  way  to  turn  I  did  not  know, 

So  here  I  made  a  stand  i 
Then  lo  !  a  heavenly  guide  appear'd, 
My  soul,  my  heart,  my  mind  she  cheer'dl 

And  took  me  by  the  hand. 

$  T  ask'd  her  what  her  name  might  be ; 
"  My  name  is  Wisdom,"  answer'd  she, 

"  1  lead  in  paths  of  peace  : 
"  Soon  as  the  dawn  of  time  began, 
"  Or  morning  stars  together  sang, 

"  My  voice  did  never  cease. 

10  "  For  here  I  stand,  and  cry  all  day 

"  To  those  who  pass  the  dangerous  way*, 

"  Down  the  broad  road  to  death. 
"  Turn  ve  at  my  reproof,"  she  said, 
"  Jn  ways  of  righteousness  I  lead 
"  To  peace  and  happiness. 

1 1  "  But  of  your  sins  you  must  repent ; 

"  Believe  in  Him,  whom  God  hath  seni- 

• ';  To  rescue  sinful  men  ; 
"  Who  left  the  bright  abodes  above; 
("  Mov'd  by  compassion  and  by  love,} 
"  Has  dy'd  and  rose  again." 

12  1  follow'd  those  directions  through, 
And  found  her  words  were  fully  true 

In  every  thing  she  said  : 


212 

• 

My  mind  enjoys  a  sweet  repose, 
While  gratitude  my  heart  o'erflows 
To  my  benev'lenr  guide. 

K3  At  home,  abroad,  by  night,  by  day,; 
Alone,  or  if  in  company ; 

In  sickness  or  in  health; 
Asleep,  awake,  in  storms,  or  calms, 
If  fortune  smiles,  or  if  it  frowns, 

I'm  happy  in  them  all. 

14  1  love  my  God,  I  love  his  laws  ; 
I  love  my  Saviour  and  his  cause; 

I  love  the  human  race. 
And  whilst  among  them  here  I  stay, 
My  prayer  to  Ged,  both  night  and  day, 

Forever  shall  be  this  : 

1 5  That  all  the  sons  of  men  may  hear 
The  voice  that  bids  them  all  beware 

Of  these  delusive  charms. 
O  may  they  walk  in  wisdom's  ways, 
Till  years,  and  months,  and  weeks,  and  da^rs, 

Lock  them  in  death  s  cold  arms. 

16  Then  some  kind  angel  from  above, 
Shall  waft  the  soul  on  wings  of  love, 

Beyond  th'  ethereal  blue; 
And  there  with  saints  and  angels  praise, 
And  strike  the  golden  wires,  to  raise 

The  song  that's  ever  new. 

HYMN  204.    P.  M.     Sung  by  the  Hottentot;. 

1  TTERE  we've  no  continuing  city, 
JOL  Where  we  may  remain" and  dwelk, 
But  like  pilgrims  onward  journey 
Through  this  dark  and  gloomy  vale, 
Till  in  heaven,  our  habitation, 
We  are  brought  to  dwell  abevf. 


213 

Where  Christ  leads  and  feeds  his  people, 
Those  who  cleave  to  him  in  love. 

If  thou  art  indeed  a  pilgrim, 
Why  should  earth  thy  soul  embrace  ? 
This  becometh  not  a  Christian, 
One  who  runs  the  heavenly  race; 
Then  consume  thy  time  no  longer, 
(Precious  time  !)  in  worldly  care, 
But  all  vanities  forsaking, 
For  eternity  prepare. 

Seek  to  God,  you're  reconciled 
Through  his  Son,  our  Saviour  dear, 
That  thy  soul  may  be  delivered 
From  the  world'i  destructive  snare. 
O  consider,  death  await3  thee, 
Death  which  spares  not  rich  nor  poor  ; 
And  whene'er  he  gives  the  summons, 
Time  with  thee  shall  be  no  more. 

Jesus,  my  almighty  Saviour, 
Turn  my  eyes  and  heart  awav 
From  the  world  s  enchanting  follies. 
From  the  trifles  of  a  day. 
O  reclaim  my  wandering  spirit, 
Let  me  ponder,  pause,  and  think. 
And  renounce  all  carnal  pleasure* 
Ere  into  the  grave  I  sink. 

HYMN  205.   P.  M.      The  Pilgrim',  SonL. 

C10ME  all  ye  christian  pilgrims, 
)     Who're  bound  to  Canaan's  land, 
Take  courage  and  fight  manfully  ; 
Stand  fast  with  sword  in  hand. 

Our  Captain's  gone  before  us, 
Tke  Fatker't  only  Son  : 


214 

S©  pilgrims  dear,  pray  do  not  fear„ 
But  let  us  travel  on. 

S  We  have  a  howling  wilderness, 
Beset  with  hail  and  snow  ; 
A  land  of  drought  and  gloominess, 
Where  chilly  winds  do  blow. 

.4  But  Jesus  will  go  with  us, 
And  guide  us  in  the  way  ; 
If  enemies  examine  us, 

He'll  teach  us  what  to  say. 

5  Good  morning,  said  the  enemy, 
Pray  tell  to  me  your  name  ; 
And  whither  you  are  going, 

Likewise  from  whence  you  came, 

#  My  name  it  is  Bold  Pilgrim; 
To  Canaan  I  am  bound  ; 
I'm  from  the  howling  wilderness* 
From  that  enchanted  ground. 

7  But  what  is  that  upon  your  head, 
That  shines  so  clear  and  bright  ? 
Likewise  that  thing  upon  your  arm, 
That  dazzles  in  my  sight  ? 

9  What  kind  of  shoes  are  those  you  wear; 
On  which  you  boldly  stand  ; 
Likewise  that  shining  instrument 
You  hold  in  your  right  hand  ? 

9  'Tis  glorious  hope  upon  my  head, 

And  on  my  arm  my  shield  ; 
With  this  bright  sword  I  mean  to  light, 
Until  1  win  the  field. 

10  My  feet  are  shod  with  gospel  grace-, 

On  which  I  boldly  stand  ; 
I  mean  to  fight  until  I  die, 
A»d  win  (air  Canaan's  land. 


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il   You'd  better  stay  with  me  young  mau, 
.And  give  your  journey  o'er  ; 
Your  Captain  now  is  out  of  sight, 
His  face  you'll  see  no  more. 

12  Although  I'm  call'd  Apollyon  ; 

This  land  belongs  to  me  ; 
And  for  your  arms  and  pilgrim's  dress* 
I'll  give  it  all  to  thee. 

13  O  no,  said  the  bold  pilgrim, 

Your  offers  1  disdain, 
For  shining  crowns  of  glory, 
I  shortly  shall  obtain. 

14  If  1  but  hold  out  faithful 

To  my  dear  Lord's  command, 
Isurely  shall  reign  with  him 
On  Canaan's  happy  land. 

HYMN  205.  P.  M.    The  Good  Shepherd 

1  T  ET  thy  kingdom  blessed  Saviour, 
3~A  Come  and  bid  our  jarring  cease; 
Come,  O  come  and  reign  forever, 

God  of  love,  and  Prince  of  peace  : 
Visit  now  thy  precious  Zion, 

See  thy  people  mourn  and  weep  ; 
Day  and  night  thy  lambs  are  crying, 

Come  good  Shepherd  feed  thy  sheegi 

i  Many  follow  men's  inventions, 

And  submit  to  hum?n  laws; 
Hence  division  and  contentions, 

Sully  the  Redeemer's  cause  : 
Hence  we  suffer  persecution, 

While  the  foolish  virgin's  sleep  ; 
\11  is  uproar  and  confusion, 

Come  good  Shepherd  tad  thy  sheep. 


210 

3  Some  of  Paul,  some  of  Apollos, 

Some  of  Cephas,  none  agree  ; 
Jesus  let  us  hear  thee  call  us, 

Help  us  Lord  to  follow  thee  : 
Then  we'll  rush  through  what  incumbers, 

Ev'ry  hindrance  overleap  ; 
Fearing  not  th^ir  force  or  numbers, 

Come  good  Shepherd  feed  thy  sheep; 

.4  Lord  in  us  there  is  no  merit, 

We've  been  sinners  from  our  youth  : 
Guide  us  Lord  by  thy  good  Spirit, 

That  shall  teach  us  all  thy  truth  : 
On  the  gospe!  word  we'll  venture, 

'Till  in  death's  cold  arms  we  sleep ; 
Love's  our  bor*J,  and  Chri&t  our  centre. 

Come  good  Shepherd  feed  thy  sheep. 

>  Come  good  Lord,  with  courage  arm  us, 

Persecution  we'll  not  fear ; 
Nothing  Lord  we  know  can  harm  us, 

While  our  loving  Shepherd's  near  t 
Glory,  glory  be  to  Jesus, 

At  his  name  our  hearts  do  leap  ; 
Pie  both  comforts  us  and  frees  us, 

The  good  Shepherd  feeds  his  sheep. 

•  Hear  the  Prince  of  your  salvation, 

Saying  "  Fe3r  not  little  flock, 
"  I  myself  am  your  foundation, 

"  Ye  are  built  upon  this  rock  : 
"  Shun  the  paths  of  vice  and  folly > 

"  Lest  you  sink  into  the  deep  ; 
"  Look  to  me  and  be  ye  holy, 

*  I  delight  to  feed  my  sheep." 


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0  Christ  alone  our  soul  shall  rest  on. 

Taught  by  him  we  own  his  name  . 
Sweetest  of  all  names  is  Jesus, 

How  it  doth  our  hearts  inflame  -. 
Glory  !  glory  !  give  him  glory, 

Strong  is  he  and  he  will  keep  ; 
He  will  clear  our  way  before  us, 

The  good  Shepherd  feeds  his  sheep. 

HYMN  206.  L.M. 

BEFORE  Jehovah's  awful  throne, 
Ye  nations  bow,  with  sacred  joy  r 
Know  that  the  Lord  is  God  alone, 
He  can  create,  and  he  destroy. 

i?  His  wond'rouipower,  without  our  aid, 

Made  us  ^■■jfe*  and  forru'd  us  men  ! 
And  when  lik^^p^ruig  sheep  we  stray'ct, 
He  brought  us  toiiis  fold  again. 

S  We'll  crowd  thygateswith  thankful  songs 
^jligh  as  the  heaven's  our  voices  rai^e : 
ArSfc^4.with  her  ten  thousand  tongues, 
ShaTraththy  courts  with  sounding  praise. 

4  Wide  as  the  world  is  thy  command  ; 
Vast  as  eternity  thy  love ; 
Firm  as  a  rock  thy  truth  must  stand, 
When  rolling  years  shall  cease  to  move. 

HYMN  207.  P.  M.     Comfort  in  Love  to 

1  £\   HOW  sweet  it  is  to  me, 

\3  'Fore  my  gracious  Lord  to  fall-, 
K 


£*3 

Talk  with  him  continually. 
Make  my  blessed  Jesus  all. 

2  Other  pleasures  I  have  sought, 

Try'd  the  world  a  thousand  time*  ^ 
Peace  pursu'd,  but  found  it  not, 
For  1  still  retain'd  my  crimes. 

i  Never  could  my  heart  be  bless'd," 
Till  from  guilt  1  found  it  freed \ 
Jesus  now  has  me  releas'd  ; 
I  in  him  am  free  indeed. 

4  Saviour  bind  me  to  thy  cross, 

Let  thy  love  possess  my  heart  \. 
All  besides  I  count  but  dross  ; 
Christ  and  1  will  never  part. 

£  In  his  blood  such  peace  I  find. 
In  his  love  such  joy  is  giv'n; 
He  who  is  to  Jesus  join'd.,  tfflf 
Finds  on  earth  a  real  hawen, 

HYMN  208.  P.M. 

Sxellcment  to  duty  :   or,  the  Lord's  Day  morning. 

>  "IXTHENE'ER  I  look  into  thy  word,    \ 
T  V     And  read  about  my  dearest  Lord, 
The  friend  of  sinful  man  ; 
And  trace  my  Saviour's  footsteps  there,,, 
"What  humble  love,  what  holy  fear,. 
Through  all  his  conduct  ran! 

t  If  I  regard  the  matchless  grace 
He  shew'd  unto  the  human  race. 

How  he  for  them  became 
A  poor  sojourner  here  below,  • 
Oppress.' d  by  pain  and  sorrow  to*^ 

5  ean't  but  l©v$  his  name. 


5?   And  when  I  view  his  love  to  God, 

-  in  which  the  Saviour  tro<?< 
I  long  to  tread  them  too; 
I  long  to  bp  inspir'd  with  zeal, 
To  execute  my  Father's  will, 
As  Jesus  us'd  to  do. 

4  I  rend  that  he,  on  duty  bent, 
To  lonely  plaeesoften  went, 

To  seek  his  Eather  there: 
The  early  morn  and  dewy  grounA, 
in  witness  they  the  Saviour  foundv, 
Engag'd  in  fervent  prayer. 

5  And  did  mv  Saviour  use  to  pray, 
Before  the  light  unveii'd  the  day, 

And  shall  1  backward  be  ? 
No,  dearest  Lord   forbid  the  thought  f 
Help  me  to  fight  as  Jesus  fought, 

Each  foe  th;.«  hinders  me. 

:  you,  rr-y  friends,  who  love  his  name; 
■•  love  to  imitate  the  Lamb, 
Ana  more  of  jesui  know  ; 
Come  let  us  all  surround  his  throne; 
And  see  what  blessings  on  his  own,. 
,  Our  Saviour  will  bestow. 

>  Though  fears  be  great,  temptations  strong. 
And  though  we  oft  have  waited  long, 

Perhaps  he  may  design, 
This  morn  to  give  each  soul  to  see, 
And  say  with    Paul,"  He  dy'd  for;me\v 

A*nd  the  Redeemer's  mine. 

t  Now  cheerful  we'll  begin  to  pray, 
That  he  will  wash  our  sins  away 
"Ihhis  all  cleansing  blood*, 


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That  he  his  blessing,  may  bestow, 
And  give  each  sinner  here  to  know, 
That  he's  a  child  of  God. 

HYMN  209.  P.M. 
Plain  dealing    ivith  a  Backsliding  Heart. 

STUPID  soul  to  folly  cleaving, 
Why  has  God  no  more  thy  heart  } 
Why  art  thou  thy  mercies  leaving  : 
Why  must  thou  with  Jesus  part  ? 

2  Is  there  in  this  world  existing, 

Aught  with  Jesus  to  compare  ? 
Yea,  can  heaven  itself  produce  one 
Half  so  lovely,  half  so  fair  ? 

3  Ah  !  look  back  upon  the  season, 

When  thy  soul  the  Saviour  chose, 
For  thy  portion  and  thy  spirit, 
Did  with  his  salvation  close. 

4  Ah  !  remember  thine  espousal  ; 

Didst  thou  not  with  Christ  agreS, 
Leaving  all  thy  former  lovers, 
i       His  and  his  alone  to  be  ? 

3  In  his  love  thy  pow'rs  exulting, 
What  did  all  below  appear  ? 
Was  there  aught  seem'd  worth  possessing. 
Worthy  of  a  hope  or  fear  ? 

5  When  thy  heart,  by  grace  instructed, 

Learnt  the  world  to  disesteera, 
And  to  Christ  for  all  resorted, 
Was  there  not  enough  in  him  ? 

7  Yes,  thou  know'st  thy  joyful  spirit, 
Knew  no  unfulfiU'd  desire  ; 


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Longing  still,  and  still  receiving 
Fuel  from  the  heavenly  fire. 

S  Why  then  tell  me,  now  so  lifeless, 

Why  this  heavenly  fountain  leave  , 
Why  to  broken  cisteras  seeking, 
Cisterns  that  n©  water  give  ? 

9  Doth  not  disappointment  follow, 

Ev'rv  step  that  leads  from  God; 
Have  not  piercing  thorns  and  briers, 

Shown  their  points  through  all  the  road  f 

10  Recollect,  'tis  thus  the  Saviour, 

Says  he  will  thy  soul  reclaim, 

Weep  now  and  with  supplication, 

Humbly  pray  in  Jesus'  name. 

HYMN   210.   P.M.      On  being   prevented  by    Sick-. 
ncs s  f rem  attending  Public  IVonbip. 

1  rpHE  fabrick  of  nature  is  fair, 

A      But  fairer  the  temple  of  grace  ; 
To  saints  'tis  the  joy  of  the  earth — 
Oh  glorious,  beautiful  place  ! 

2  To  this  temple  T  once  did  resort, 

With  crowds  of  the  people  of  God; 
Enraptur'd  we  enter'd  its  courts,     , 
And  hail  d  the  Redeemer's  abode. 

9  The  Father  of  nature  we  prais'd, 

And  prostrated  low  at  his  throne; 
The  Saviour  we  lov'd  and  ador'd, 
Who  lov'd  us  and  made  us  his  own. 

4  Full  oft  to  the  message  of  peace, 

To  sinners  address'd  from  the  sky, 
We  listen'd,  extoliing  that  grace, 
Which  set  us,  once  rebels,  on  hi°:n\ 


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4  ru  g    oot  the  I 

Bu:  trust  aim  for  his  grace  ; 
Behind  a  frowning  Providence 
He  hides  a  smiling  is.ee. 

5  His  purposes  will  ripen  fa  I 

Unfolding  ev'rv  hour  ; 
The  bud  may  have  a  bitter  taste, 
•veer' will  be  the  fk>w 


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S  Blind  unbelief  is  sure  to  err, 
And  scan  bis  work  in  vain ; 
God  is  his  own  interpreter, 
And  he  will  make  it  plain. 

HYMN   212.   C.  M.      True  and  False  Ctmfortt. 

1  £~\   GOD,  whose  favourable  eye, 
\.P   The  sin  sick  soul  revives, 
Holy  and  heavenly  is  the  joy, 

Thy  shining  presence  gives. 

2  Not  such  as  hypocrites  suppose, 

Who,  with  a  graceless  heart, 
Taste  not  of  thee,  but  drink  a  dose 
Prepar'd  by  Satan's  art. 

3  Intoxicating  joys  are  theirs, 

Who  while  they  boast  their  Hgbj;', 
And  seem  to  soar  above  the  stars, 
Are  plunging  into  night. 

4  Lull'd  in  a  soft  and  dang'rous  sleep, 

They  sin  and  yet  rejoice  : 
Were  they  indeed  the  Saviour's  sheep. 
Would  they  not  hear  his  voice  ? 

5  Be  mine  the  comforts  that  reclaim 

The  soul  from  Satan's  power  ; 
That  make  me  blush  for  what  I  am, 
And  hate  my  sins  the  more. 

6  'Tis  joy  enough,  my  All  in  All, 

At  thy  dear  feet  to  lie ; 
Thou  wilt  not  let  me  lower  fall, 
And  none  can  higher  fly. 

HYMN  213.   P.M. 
1  ivill  Praise  tfce  Lord  at  all  times. 
3   l/l^fNTERhasa  joy  forme, 

While  the  Saviour's  charms  I  read, 


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Lowly, meek,  from  blemish  fret, 
In  the  snow-drop's  pensive  head. 

Spring-  returns,  and  brings  along 

Life  invigorating  suns: 
Hark  !  the  turtle's  plaintive  song, 

Seems  to  speak  his  dying  groans  * 

Slimmer  has  a  thousand  charms, 
All  expressive  of  his  worth  ; 

"Tis  the  sun  that  lights  and  warms, 
His  the  air  that  cools  the  earth. 

What  has  autumn  left  to  say- 
Nothing  of  a  Saviour's  grace  ? 

Yes,  the  beams  of  milder  day 
Tell  me  of  his  smiling  face. 

Light  appears  with  early  dawn, 
While  the  sun  makes  haste  to  rise 

See  his  bleeding  beauties  drawn 
©n  the  blushes  of  the  skies. 

Lv'ning,  with  a  silent  pace, 
Slowly  moving  in  the  west, 

Shews  an  emblem  of  his  grace, 
Points  to  an  eternal  rest. 


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HYMN  214.    L.  M. 

Freedom  of  the  Human  Wilt. 

NOW  then  that  every  soul  is  free, 


To  choose  his  life  and  what  he'll  be 
For  this  eternal  truth  has  given, 
That  God  will  force  no  man  to  heaven. 

He'll  draw,  persuade,  direct  him  right ; 
Bless  him  with  wisdom,  love  and  hgr.r 
In  nameless  ways  be  good  and  kind. 
But  never  force  the  human  mind 
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3  Freedom  and  reason  make  us  men  . 
Take  these  away,  what  are  we  then  r 
Mere  animals,  and  just  as  well, 
The  beasts  may  think  of  heaven  or  hell 

.4  May  we  no  more  our  powers  abuse, 
But  ways  of  truth  and  goodness  choose , 
Our  God  is  pleas'd  when  we  improve 
His  grace,  and  seek  the  worid  above. 

5  It's  my  free  will  for  to  believe ; 
'Tis  God's  free  will  me  to  receive : 
To  stubborn  willers  this  I'll  tell, 
It's  all  free  grace  and  all  free  will. 

g  Those  that  despise  grow  harder  still ; 
Those  that  adhere  he  turns  their  will 
And  thus  despisers  sink  to  hell, 
While  those  that  hear,  in  glory  dwell. 

?  But  if  we  take  the  downward  road, 
And  make  in  hell  our  last  abode  ; 
Our  God  is  clear,  and  we  shall  know, 
We've  plung'd  ourselves  in  endless  woe, 

HYMN  215.  P.M. 
Dialogue  on  Death  and  "Judgment. 

1    JplOME  think  on  death  and  judgment 
\j     Your  time  is  almost  spent  : 
You've  been  a  wretched  sinner  ; 
'1'is  time  that  you  repent. 
9  "  I  know  I've  been  a  sinner, 
And  wicked  all  my  days; 
But  when  I'm  old  and  feeble, 
I'll  think  upon  my  ways." 

3  But  hath  not  God  commanded 
By  the  loud  voice  of  truth. 


tember  your  Creator, 
While  in  the  d.iy<  of  youth  ? 

'1   And  yet  the  Lord  hat!1,  pronuYdj, 
-    And  surely  1  b<  ih-vc/) 
He  that  comes  in  at  the  last  hour, 
His  penny  shall  recieve." 

$  O  i?  there  not  a  bonnty 
For  all  who  do  obey  • 
I'm  oure  foii'll  nor  besorry, 
It"  you  repent  to  day. 

6  "  I  know  there  is  a  bounty 
But  sti'l  I  do  disdain 
To  leave  3  world  of  honour, 

...  irisiiau's  name. 

A?  yet  I  am  de,tennin'd, 

ourhful  dayo  10  ^-^end, 
hi  -porting  and  in  pleasure, 
Till  I  druw  near  my  end." 

3  But  what  if  death  should   meet  you, 
Now  in  your  youthful  day*, 
\nd  c-dl  for  you  to  judgment^ 
Whije  in  your  wickt  d 

"  When  I  am  on  a  sick  bed, 
I  think  I  shall  have  time, 

To  ask  for  pard'ning  mercy, 
Though  I  am  in  my  prime" 

0  But  what  if  God  arrest  you 
By  his  Almighty  power, 
And  send  you  to  eternity 

Before  another  hour  ?  * 

1 1  a  I  might  be  thus  arrested, 
But  it  is  seldom  known ; 


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And  others  risk  their  souls  like  me, 
So  I  will  stiil  go  on." 

12  But  if  you  should  lie  down  this  night, 
Supposing  all  is  well, 
And  should  your  eyes  be  cios'd  in  death, 
Your  soul  awake  in  hell. 

33  Would  not  your  conscience  tell  you? 
Wken  in  that  dreadful  place, 
You've  liv'd  a  life  of  honour, 
And  lost  the  day  of  grace  ? 

a 4  That  time  is-now  no  longer; 

Your  days  in  sin  you've  spent  t 
Your  body  laid  in  the  cold  grave. 
Your  soul  to  hell  is  sent ; 

15  There  you  must  be  tormented 
In  awful  pains  extreme: 
The  Saviour  you've  offended  ! 
How  dreadful  must  it  seem  * 

*6  "  My  case  would  then  be  awful. 
I  now  begin  to  see ; 
I  pray  the  Lord  have  mercy  ; 
Have  mercy  Lord  on  me. 
/17  I've  been  so  vile  a  sinner, 

And  vex'ci  my  t>^viour  so. 
Damnation  is  my  portion; 
I  sure  to  hell  must  go." 

1"3  Look  yonder,  see  the  Saviour. 
'   ■Ffangon  the  curse d,-tn;e: 
Behold  him  there  now  bleedinjr, 
For  Rebels  just  like  triLa. 

?<9  "I  see,  I  sec-  him  dying, 

*  Bleed  gushing  from  his  side , 


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*  But  such  was  my  rebellion, 
"  ' Twas  not  for  me  he  died." 

20  O  hark,  and  hear  him  crying 

To  those  with  sin  opprest, 
Come  all  ye  heavy  laden, 
And  I  will  give  you  rest. 

21  He  purchas'd  free  salvation 

For  all  who  do  him  fear; 
Now  he  is  calling  for  you  ; 
Poor  soul  arise  and  hear. 

22  Begin  the  life  of  wisdom, 

In  Jesus'  steps  move  on  ; 
March  to  the  heavenly  Canaan, 
Where  Jesus  Christ  is  gone. 

23  "  Loud  hallelujahs  to  the.Lord, 

"  I  now  begin  to  sing ; 
"  For  Jesus  is  mv  Captain, 
"  My  Everlasting  King. 

24  '"Who  help'd  me  out  of  misery, 

"  When  1  had  prostrate  fell ; 

"  Loud  hallelujah  to  the  Lord, 

11  He  sav'd  my  soul  iruni.heil. 

25  "  O  come,  alt  you  that  fear  the  Lord, 

"  Come  join  with  me  and  sii-g, 
"The  everlasting  p.'ai>cs 
'•  Of  Jesus  Christ  our  King. 

26  "We'll  praise  him  here  together 

"Our  Jesui  we'll  adore; 
.    "  And  when  we  go  to  glory, 
"  We'll  praise  him  evermore. 

27  "  Aifd-riow  to  Him  who  sav'd  n's 

B  Frpro  everlasting  death  ; 


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'  Let  our  exalted  praises, 
"  Sound  forth  with  ev'ry  breath  : 

2S  "  Loud  halleluiah  to  the  Lord ! 
"  We'll  prai.se  him  all  we  can  : 
"Sing  g'ory, glory,  giorv, 
"  Forevermore,  Amen." 

HYMN  216.    L.  M. 

Invitation  to  thinly  Souls,  tffr. 

I   FjS^HE  Lord  of  Life  exaUed  stands, 

JL     Aloud  he  cries  and  spreads  his  hands 
•He  calls  ten  thousand  sinners  round, 
.And  sends  a  voice  to  every  wound  ! 

.1  Attend  ye  thirsty  sou!.-,  draw  near 
ApP satisfy  your  wishes  here  ; 
Behold  !  the  living  fountain  flows 
In  streams  as  various  as  your  woes 

)  An  ample  pardon  here  I  give, 
And  hid  the  sentenced  rebel  live! 

vv  hi:n  my  Father's  smiiing.face, 
Aud  lpdge  him  in  his  dear  embrace  ! 

^  I  purge  from  sin's  detested  stain, 
And  make  the  crimson  white  again  ! 
Lead  to  the  glorious  world  above, 
Where  all  my  Saints  are  iill'd  with  love  I 

5  Must  I  anew  my  pity  prove  ? 
Witness  the  words  cf  melting  love  ! 
The  gushing  tear,  the  lab'ring  breath, 
And  all  the  scars  of  bleeding  death  ! 

6  Bless'd  Saviour,  I  can  doubt  no  more; 
I  hear,  and  wonder,  and  adore ; 
Painting  I  seek  that  Fountain  Head. 
Whence  waters  so  divine  proceed 


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Clear  Spring  of  Life  !  flow  on  and  roil. 
With  growing  swell  from  pole  ro  pole, 
Till  flowers  and  fruits  of  Paradise 
Round  all  thy  winding  current  rise ! 

Still  near  thy  stream  may  1  be  found, 
Long  as  I  tread  this  earthly  ground  ; 
Cheer  with  thy  wave  death's  gloomy  shade- 
Then  through  the  fields  of  Canaan  spread. 


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HYMN   217.  CM.   TbeExtcllency  of  Scripture. 

LORD,  I  have  made  tl 
My  lasting  heritage ; 
There  shall  my  noblest  powers  rejoice, 
My  warmest  thoughts  engage.- 

I  I'll  read  the  hist'ries  of  thy  love. 
And  keep  thy  laws  in  sight, 
While  through  the  promises  I  rove 
With  ever  fresh  delight. 

3  'Tis  a  broad  land  of  wealth  unknown 
Where  springs  of  life  ari^e  ; 
Seeds  of  immortal  fcAfeare  sown, 
And  hidden  glory^pS. 

1  The  best  relief  that  mourners  have, 
It  makes  our  sorrows  bless 'd  ; 
Our  fairest  hope  beyond  the  grave. 
And  our  eternal  rest. 

HYMN  218.  P.M.  Eh,:: 

1   Tf  LECTION,  what  a  glorious  plan, 
JUA    To  save  the  rebel  creature,  man. 

And  g'ory  bring  to  God  ; 
For  motives  in  the  Father's  breast. 
The  precious  Lamb  elected  is 

To  bear  the  heavy  load 


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2  The  Father  so  has  lov'd  the  world. 
To  give  his  Son,  our  blessed  Lord, 

To  save  our  souls  from  sin  ; 
That  he  might  shed  his  precious  bloo£. 
And  open  the  door  that  leads  to  God, 

And  call  us  sinners  in. 

3  Elected  he  a  Prophet  is, 

To  teach  us,  and  to  make  us  wise 

To  everlasting  life. 
Elected  he  a  Priest  become, 
Aton'd  for  crimes  that  we  have  done, 

That  we  might  pardon  have. 

i^ected  he  the  victory  won, 
And  rose  triumphant  from  the  tombv 

And  conquer'd  death  and  hell ; 
Election,  yes  ;  this  song  we'll  sing, 
^^te's  Lord  of  lords,  and  King  of  kings,^ 
Whiie  we  this  name  can  spell. 

5  I  read  my  Bible,  this  is  plain, 

Christ  Jesus  is  elect,  Amen, 

tL  .     And  blessed  be  the  Lord. 

'.«  But  no  Election  I  can  find, 

*"tDf  enemies  to  God  in  mind, 

Who  hate  his  blessed  word.* 

$  When  we  repent  and  turn  to  Goa, 
Believe  and  love  his  blessed  word, 

And  hate  our  former  sin; 
Then  we're  elect  in  Jesus  Christ, 
Who  groan'd  and  dy'd  upon  the  cross,, 

That  we  the  prize  might  win. 

HYMN  218.  S.  M.    God  ally  and  in  all' 


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Y  God  my  life,  my  love, 
.  To  thee,  to  thee  I  call  j 


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I  cannot  live  if  thou  remove, 
Foi  thou  art  all  in  all. 

C  Thy  shining  grace  can  cheer, 

This  dungeon  where  I  dwell; 
'Tis  Paradise  when  thou  art  here : 
If  thou  depart  'tis  hell. 

3  The  smilin^s  of  thy  face, 

How  ami  djie  thev  are  ! 
'Tis  heaven  to  rest  in  thine  embrace 
And  no  where  el>e  but  there. 

4  To  thee,  and  thee  alone, 

The  Angels  owe  their  bliss  ; 
They  sit  around  thv  gracious  throne, 
And  dwell  where  Jesus  is. 

5  Not  all  the  harps  above, 

Can  make  a  heavenly  place, 
If  God  his  residence  remove, 
Or  but  conceal  his  face. 

6  Nor  earth,  nor  all  the  sky, 

Can  one  delight  afford  ; 
No,  not  a  drop  of  real  joy, 
Without  thy  presence  Lord. 

7  Thou  art  the  sea  of  love, 

Where  all  my  pleasures  roll : 
The  circle  where  my  passions  move, 
And  centre  of  my  soul. 

HYMN  219.  CM, 
Pride  goeth  before  Destruction.  Prov.  xvi.  1$. 

LORD,  search  and  try  this  heart  cf  ir.in'e* 
Put  every  sin  to  death  ; 
!  long  to  see  my  pride  resign, 
viti!cntial  breath. 


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2  I  dread  its  power,  T  hate  its  name 

Its  sad  effects  I  fear  ; 
Extinguish,  Lord,  this  dangerous  Same, 
Nor  let  one  spark  appear. 

3  Hide  it  forever  from  my  eyes, 

Its  hellish  rage  control  ; 
Lest  wrath  destructive  from  the  skies; . 
Consume  my  guilty  soul. 

4  Jn  dust  and  ashes  I  would  lie, 

As  less,  or  worse  than  nought, 

And  mourn  that  such  a  wretch  as  i, 

Should  have  one  lofty  thought. 

5  Form,  Lord,  each  motion  of  my  hear;, 

Obedient  to  thy  will ; 
In  thee  the  humble  soul  has  part, 
My  breast  let  meekness  fill. 

HYMN   220.   L.  M.    If  ye    vill  not  believe,  lam 
ye  shall  not  be  established.   Isa.  vii.  9. 

1'  A  TTEND  my  soul  and  trembling  hear, 
1\.  This  awful  truth  demands  your  fear  ;, 
Persisting  still  to  disbelieve. 

Mo  hope  nor  grace  can  you  receive.; 

2   Attend  to  what  th'  Eternal  salth, 
And  may  ince&.*an4ty  for  faith  ; 
Lest  in  an  iwful,  hast'tiing  «x  ur, 
You  tail  to  be  restor'd  no  more. 

•/}  Prav  for  that  faith  which  stands  sincere, 
Which  strives  till  death  to  persevere ; 
That  faith  which  treads  the  tempter  down-. 
Which  apprehends  the  heavenly  crown. 

4  That  faith  which  gladdens  all  the  heart. 
Cleansing  the  soul  through  every  part 


rh  winch  justifies,  which  d. 
■ill  t'  obey  Jehovah's  laws. 

3  That  faith  which  works  inspir'd  by  love; 
Shed  by  the  Spirit  from  above; 
That  faith  which  can  the  crpss  sustain, 
And  sing  in  poverty  and  pain. 

0  Faith  which  can  Satan's  schemes  destroy, 
And  fill  the  soul  with  constant  joy, 
Which  sees  its  path  in  darkest  night, 
And  keeps  the  heavenly  port  in  sight 

7  O  precious  farth"! — May  I  be  found 
Establish'd  on  its  happy  ground  : 
Instruct  me,  Jesus,  from  above, 
And  buiid  me  up  in  faith  and  lovt. 

1  •    et  the  rising  billows  roll, 

i^  the  anchor  of  my  soul ; 
I'm  well  secur'd  on  every  side, 
Fix  a  firm  in  Christ,  my  rock,  my  guide;. 

HYMN  221.    L.  M. 
'JoJ  t:  mdereth  taarvetiausty  ivith  his  voice.   Job  ST. 

I  fjHHE  rain  descends,  the  tempests  rise, 
JL    My  soul,  his  Majesty  adore  ! 
Jehovah's  vowe  sounds  through  the  skies, 
While  lighVutngs  flash  and  thunders  roar, 
!  I  sit  becaim'd  white  others  fear, 
The  God  of  thunder  is  my  all; 
It  is  my  Father's  voice  1  hear, 

Nor  shall  I  by  his  thunder  fall. 
No,  while  his  lightnings  flash  around, 

Although  the  earth's  foundations  more. 
I  stand  secure  on  faith's  firm  ground, 
i  rest  in  hi6  unchanging  love.    * 


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Nothing  shall  fright  my  soul  from  God, 
Should  he  the  skies  this  moment  rend. 

He  is  my  only  safe  abode, 

My  rock,  my  refuge,  and  my  friend. 


HYMN  222.    P.M. 
The  fear  of  the  Lord  is  to  hate  evil.  Prov.  vili.  f9. 

1  l^TOW  whilst  I  try  my  heart, 
X^i     By  this  unerring  word, 
My  conscience  can  assert 

1  truly  fear  the  Lord  : 
I  cannot  tread  the  paths  of  sir*, 
I  long  for  holiness  within. 

2  Yes,  holiness  of  heart, 

I  would  more  largely  share  ; 
I  mourn  with  inward  sm£rt 

The  evils  that  are  there ; 
I  hate  my  thoughts  because  they're  yaip, 
I  would  from  ev'ry  sin  abstain. 

3  I  hate  this  wretched  pride, 

These  covetous  desires; 
I'd  have  them  crucify'd, 

For  God  my  heart  requires  : 
Jesus,  do  thou  these  foes  subdue, 
Makes  me  still  more  sincere  and  true. 

4  I'd  live  alone  to  thee, 

1  love  t'  obey  thy  word, 
"Well  pleas'd  that  thou  should'st  be* 

My  Saviour  and  my  Lord  : 
To  thee  1  now  resign  my  heart, 
Renew  it.  Lord,  in  ev'ry  part- 


HYMN  223.  C.  M. 
Thou  knoivrst  my  doivn  sitting  and  mine  uprising:    Thou 
understandest  my  thoughts  afar  off.    Psalm  CiXiix.  2. 

1  HpH0U  art  acquainted  with  my  heart, 

Jl    O  thou  omniscient  God  ! 
Thou  kuow'st  my  ev'ry  w  ind'ring  thought. 
What  devious  paths  I've  trod. 

2  O  'tis  in  vain  for  me  to  try, 

My  numerous  thoughts  to  screen 
No  sin  escapes  thy  searching  eye, 
Unnotic'd  or  unseen. 

9  Then  let  me  call  my  follies  o'er, 
And  mourn  before  the  Lord, 
That  I  have  hv'd  to  him  ne  more, 
No  more  obey'd  his  word. 

4  Lord,  smite  the  flinty  rock  within, 
And  let  my  sorrows  flew  ; 
And  whilst  I  mourn  and  hate  my  sin. 
Do  thou  thy  mercy  show. 

0  O  bring  a  pardon  to  my  hand, 

A  pardon  bought  with  blood : 
And  may  I  never  more  offend, 
Nor  sin  against  my  God. 

HYMN  224.  L.  M. 

Who  is  this  that  cometh  from  Edom,  with  dyed  varments 
from  Boxrah  ?  this  that  is  glorious  in  his  apparel  tra- 
velling m  the  greatness  of  his  strength.   Isa.  km.  J, 

1  W"*?°  'S  this  heaven]V  person,  who, 

*  *      In  garments  dy'd  methinks  I  see, 
That  comes  from  Edom  drest  in  woe, 
That  ccmes  from  Bozrah  unto  me  ? 


233         * 

2   Glory  his  blood -stain'd  robe  adorr^ 
His  body  torn  with  stripes  severe,, 
His  sacred  hrad  beset  with  thorns, 
His  soul  in  agonies  appear. 

%-  'Tis  my  Redeemer  from  above. 

Jesus  the  Saviour  ; — yes,  'tis  he  ! 
©reat  is  his  strength,  and  great  his  love; 
He  groan'd,  he  bled,  he  dy'd  for  me. 
4-  New  life  his  blood  and  wounds  afford, 
My  sins  have  made  his  sorrows  bleed, 
I'll  go  and  meet  my  dearest  Lord, 
And  tell  him  how  I  hate  the  deed. 
fr  His  dying  love  my  soul  constrains, 

While  thus  I  view  his  sufferings  o'er,. 
To  hate  the  cause  of  all  his  pains, 
To  love  his  precepts  more  and  more> 

-$  Now  I'm  engag'd  by  sacred  ties, 

I  charge  my  heart  no  more  to  stray,. 
From  him  who  dwells  above  the  skies, 
Nor  grieve  nor  tempt  my  Lord  away. 

HYMN  205.   C.  M.      0  my  Gcdy  I  am  ashamefc 
and  blush  to  lift  up  my  face  to  thee. — Ezra  ix  6. 

i  T   ET  me  lie  prostrate  on  the  ground, 
JLi  And  veil  my  blusing  face, 
So  deep,  so  dreadful  is  my  wound, 
I  seek  £  hiding  place. 

2  'Twas  sin  that  made  this  wound  in  rnfo, 
Then  let  me  hate  its  name ; 
TTwas  sin,  O  whither  shall  I  flee  ? 
I  lie  censum'd  in  shame. 

&  Asbam'd  to  lift  my  face  to  Go& 
Sa  great -aij  crimes  apgai*  '■ 


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id  the  vengeance  of  his  rod, 
His  furious  wrath  I  fear. 

4  What  am  I  in  Jehovah's  hand  ? 

The  sacred  page  will  tell : 
He  can  at  once  my  soul  command 
And  sink  it  down  to  hell. 

5  Well  may  I  tremble  at  his  power,. 

He's  holy,  just,  and  wise  : 
Why  has  he  spar'd  me  to  this  hour, 
Whose  guilt  for  vengeance  cries  V 
•■  Let  his  long-suffering  love  and  grace 
Each  grateful  thought  employ, 
U  hich  far  more  willingness  displays, 
1  o  save  than  to  destroy. 
jl   Jesus  yet  stands  before  the  throne 
And  pleads  for  sinners  there : 
Then  let  me  lean  on  him  alone 
Till  he  subdues  my  fear. 
»  By  faith  in  him  I  now  will  come, 
And  hft  my  eyes  to  heaven  ; 
He  will  my  secret  groans  perfume, 
~nd  shew  my  sins  forgiv'n. 

HYMN  226.    C.  M. 
J  Will  speak  in  the  bitterness  of  my  soul.— Jot* 

~|N  this  extreme  distress  of  sou!, 
-■-    How  can  I  but  complain  » 
I  can  no  more  my  apeech  control, 
^°  more  from  tears  refrain. 

Great  is  my  anguish  and  my  grief, 

O  whither  shall  I  f]ce  ?        S 
Far  i*  my  soul  from  all  relief. 

No  help  on  earth  I  see 


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3  My  spirits  and  my  strength  are  gone. 

And  I  from  day  to  day 
Sit  quite  disconsolate  alone, 
And  sigh  my  hours  away. 

4  O  grievous  lot  !  O  heavy  woe  ! 

Must  I  this  cross  sustain, 
So  long  as  I  a  feeling  know, 
So  long  as  life  remain  ? 

5  Why  do  my  sorrows  yet  increase, 

And  flow  on  every  side  ? 
Why  is  my  soul  depriv'd  of  peace  ? 
Of  comfort,  why  denied  ? 

6  Why  am  I  chasten'd  every  day  ? 

My  nights  why  spent  in  pain  ? 
Why  should  deliverance  longer  stay  ? 
Are  all  my  prayers  in  vain  ? 

7  Why  so  mysterious  are  thy  ways, 

And  dreadful  in  my  sight  ? 
Shew  me,  that  I  may  lisp  thy  praise. 
And  serve  thee  with  delight. 

t  O  chase  this  darkness  from  my  mind, 
And  raise  my  thoughts  above, 
That  I  may  full  solvation  find, 
And  celebrate  thy  love. 

HYMN  227.    L.  M.     The  cup  -which  my  Fatk 

hath  given  me,  shall  I  not  drink  it  ? 

I  XS  this  unpleasing  cup  now  given, 
JL  By  thee,  my  Father,  Lord  of  heaven  ? 
O  let  me  then  in  silence  stand, 
And  meekly  take  it  at  thy  hand. 

:.  If  thou  wilt  help  me  to  believe, 
•  c?n  this  bitter  draught  receive  ; 


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Though  mix'd  with  wormwood  and  with  gall, 
My  soul  in  faith  can  drink  it  all. 

Thou  know'st  I  am  but  feeble  dust, 
Too  apt  thy  goodness  to  distrust; 
But  let  not  darkness  veil  my  mind, 
Let  me  not  think  my  God  unkind. 

4  Still,  Saviour,  let  me  see  thy  face, 
And  rest  my  soul  in  thine  embrace ; 
Send  down  rresh  cordials  from  above, 
And  mix  this  woe  with  signs  of  love. 

Dost  thou  not  bear  thy  children's  grief  ? 
Then  I  from  thee  shall  gain  relief; 
Yes,  by  thy  grace  and  fove  divine, 
Though  ali  unworthy,  1  am  thine. 
Vengeance  is  not  prepar'd  for  me, 
My  cup  of  wrath  was  drank  by  thee ; 
O  iet  my  soul   forbear  to  frown, 
And  drink  this  milder  mixture  down. 
Lord,  while  its  bitter  flavour  last, 
Let  thy  rich  love  be  my  /epast  ; 
Oft,.as  the  taste  return  again, 
Let  heavenly  joys  absorb  tne  pain. 

:YMN229.      L.M.      Agcimt  thee,  thee  only,  have 
I  sinned,  and  done  ibis  evil  in  thy  sight.      Ps.  li.  4. 

?|~J^INST  thee,  thou  holy,  just  and  wise, 

V*    'Gainst  thee,  how  high  ray  crimes  arise  f 
"Gainst  thee,  whom  angels  bow  betore  > 
'Gainst  thee,  whom  saints  with  awe  adore  ! 
^Gainst  thee,  thou  good  and  gracious  God  ! 
^'Gainst  thee,  my  only  safe  abode! 
Gainst  thee,  on  whom  my  all  depend  ! 
'Gainst  thee,  my  Father,  and  mv  Friend  • 
I 


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S  "Gainst  thee,  who  made  thy  richest  gracfc 
To  shine  so  bright  before  my  face ! 
Who  gave  thy  Son  my  soul  to  save 
From  hell,  from  sin,  and  from  the  grave  t 

4  Why  did  1  let  my  Saviour  go  ?■ 
Why  did  I  grieve  his  Spirit  so  ? 
Why  did  my  heart  so  stubborn  prove, 
To  sin  against  such  wond'rous  love  ? 

a  Why  did  I  so  forget  the  Lord  ? 
Why  did  I  so  neglect  his  word  ? 
Why  scorn  to  bow  the  stubborn  knee, 
To  him  who  how'd  the  heavens  for  me  ? 

6  Why  am  I  not  in  deep  despair  ? 

Why  does  one  gleam  of  hope  appear  ? 
Was  ever  creature  so  deprav'd  ? 
Was  ever  such  a  sinner  sav'd  ? 

1  O  let  me  now  in  dust  repent, 
And  mourn  my  will  to  evil  bent-. 
Wt  ep  on  mine  eyes,  relent  my  heart, 
And  let  my  conscience  feel  the  smart  { 

8  While  Jpfus  shows  his  pardning  bloodj 
I'll  mourn  my  viie  ingratitude  : 
Loru,  take  this  wand'rirtg  heart  of  mine, 
And  set  it  as  a  seal  on  thine. 

HYMN  230.  CM. 
Hold  thru  7ae  uj>,  and  J  tball  be  safe,      Ps.  cxix.  II? 

1  fTfO    bee  again,  my  gracious  God, 

E.     I  lift  my  heart  and  eyea? 

Tnou  art  my  only  safe  abode, 

Thou  only  just  and  wise. 

3  In  thee,  for  every  needful  gra^e  , 

lAy  drooping  »oui  confide ; 


24S 

Keep  me  0  Lord,  in  ev'ry  place, 
Secure  on  ev'ry  side. 

3  Be  thou  my  guardian  ever  near. 

Thy  presence  1  entreat ; 
Keep  me,  O  keep  me  in  thy  fear, 
Uphold  my  sliding  feet. 

4  The  paths  I  tread  are  strew'd  with  3narea> 

In  mercy  take  my  part  ; 
Let  not  applauses  wound  my  ears, 
Nor  censures  vex  my  heart. 

£  Lest  I  should  once  disgrace  thy  cause, 
Make  me  O  Lord  to  grow, 
Deaf  both  to  censure  and  applause, 
And  dead  to  all  below. 

6  I'd  seek  the  honour  of  thy  name. 
And  leave  my  own  to  die ; 
Help  me  to  sink  with  humble  shame, 
And  raise  thy  praises  high. 

HYMN   231.  P.  M.      The  Gospel  Trumpet 

3     4  LL  hail  !  all  hail  methinks  I  hear, 
JLjL     The  gospel  sound  the  jubile  year; 

Behold  the  great  Messiah's  come ; 
He  tomes  with  pity  in  his  eyes, 
And  bwvvs.  and  groans,  and  bleeds,  and  dieS, 

To  bring  poor  wand'ring  sinners  home. 

>S  Rouse  all  ye  careless  souls,  attend 
The  call  of  your  Eternal  Friend  ; 

His  bleeding  hands  are  stretch'd  for  yOU, 
He'll  wash  you  in  his  precious  blood, 
And  bring  your  wretched  souls  to  God, 

HctA  all  your  wounds,  and  love  you  Poo*. 


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0  Now  is  the  time  the  Prince  of  Peace 
Fro      cl  ai  is  and  darkness  gives  release. 

And  ;tcs  the  guilty  pris'ner  tree; 
O  sinners  hear  che  Saviour's  voice, 
Rejoice,  ye  mourning  souls,  rejoice, 

Come  and  believe  he  dy'd  for  thee. 

4  O  think  he  dy'd  that  you  may  live, 
His  liberal  hand  free  pardons  give, 

To  every  poor  returning  soul : 
Sinners  awake  why  will  ye  die  ? 
Fly  to  the  blest  Redeemer,  fly, 

Before  your  moments  cease  to  roll. 

HYMN  232.  CM.      Met  for  Worship. 

1  TTTERE  in  the  presence  of  our  ©od, 
JUL     We've  met  to  seek  thy  face; 
O  let  us  feel  th*  eternal  word, 

And  feast  upon  thy  grace. 

2  O  may  this  be  a  happy  hour, 

To  ev'ry  mourning  soul ; 
Display  thy  love,  make  known  thy  power,? 
And  make  the  wounded  whole; 

3  O  may  a  spark  of  heavenly  fire, 

Each  stupid  soul  inflame, 
And  sacred  love  our  tongues  inspire 
To  prair.e  thy  worthy  name. 

4  Let  ev'ry  soul  the  Saviour  see, 

And  taste  his  love  divine  ; 
And  ev'ry  heart  forever  be 
United  Lord,  with  thine. 


HYMN  233.  L.M.     Sinners  invited  to  Chrid, 
O INNERS,  behold  the  Saviour  stands, 
k?  With  pardon  in  his  bleeding  hands, 


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To  court  you  from  the  jaws  of  hell, 
That  you  in  perfect   bliss  may  dwell. 

2  His  Spirit,  with  its  healing  power, 
Stands  knocking,  pleading  at  your  door; 
He'll  bind  the  wounds  that  sin  has  made. 
And  heal  the  sick,  and  raise  the  dead. 

S  O  stifle  not  the  heavenly  voice, 
But  hear  and  in  his  name  rejoice  ; 
Attend  the  call,  his  love  embrace, 
And  taste  the  sweetness  of  his  grace. 

4  He'll  be  your  Father  and  your  Friend, 
Your  heart  shall  sing,  your  sorrows  end  ; 
He'll  feed  you  with  immortal  love, 
And  bring  you  to  his  courts  above. 

HYMN  234.  L  M.     A  call  to  the  Carelest. 

1      4  WAKE,  unfeeling  souls  awake  ! 

JTlL     Your  dang'rous  bed  of  sloth  forsake .j; 
And  fly  to  Jesus  while  there's  hope, 
Or  soon  in  endless  death  you'll  drop. 

9  The  Saviour's  come,  his  bowels  yearn, 
And  bids  your  dying  souls  return  ; 
He  bleeds,  he  groans,  he  dies  for  yeu  f 
His  name  and  nature  calls  you  too. 

3  O  think  before  you  lose  your  breath, 
How  can  you  bear  eternal  death  ? 
Just  on  a  precipice  you  dwell, 

And  all  beneath  is  death  and  hell. 

I  Jesus  the  Lord  yet  waits  to  give 
Eternal  life,  O  turn  and  live; 
There  yet  remains,  an  ivbo  can  tdly 
But  you  may  yet  in  glory  dwejli'. 


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HYMN  235.  C.  M. 
A  Reproof  for  Frofane  Swearers. 

1  ITjf  QW  daring  is  the  wretch  profane, 
JOL     Whose  tongue  doth  heaven  defy. 
To  give  a  lose  his  hellish  reign, 

In  oaths  of  blasphemy  ! 

2  Soon  wou'd  destruction  be  their  state,, 

And  they  among  the  dead, 
If  only  what  they  imprecate, 
■Should  fall  upon  their  head. 

3  Where  will  those  daring  wretches  flee^ 
.    Their  guilty  souls  to  hide, 

Wh^n  that  eternal  God  they  see, 
Whom  they  so  long  defy'd  ? 

4  Spare  them  O  God,  nor  let  them  fall 

On  the  dire  sword  they  draw, 
Or  soon  those  weighty  sins  will  galj. 
And  loss  forever  gnaw. 

#  O  turn,  ye  wretched  souls,  return,, 
And  to  the  Saviour  fly, 
Before  in  your  own  sins  you  burn, 
Where  you  will  surely  die, 

HYMN   236.   S.  M.      On  the  name  of  Jesus- 


J 


And  tiiee  we  will  adore  ; 
And  when  we  feel  this  heavenly  flame': 
We  lone  to  love  thee  more. 


2  Thy  name  is  all  our  t?uct ; 

Thy  name  is  solid  peace  ; 
Thy  name  is  everlasting  rest, 
When  other  names  shall  cease; 


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G  There  ravish'd  with  thy  name, 
We  never  more  shall  rove  ; 
There  sound  thine  everlasting  fame, 
And  solace  in  thy  love. 

4  Thy  name  shall  be  our  praise  ; 
Thy  name  shall  be  our  joy  ; 
Thy  name,  through  everlasting  days, 
bhali  countless  throngs  employ . 

HYMN  237.  L.  M. 
The  Prime  of  Peace  riding  Victoriously 

t    TESUS,  thy  gospel  armour  gird, 
O    To  spread  abroad  thy  gracious  fame, 
Ride  in  the  chariot  of  thy  word, 

And  teach  the  dying  world  thy  name, 

2  Triumph  in  mercy  through  our  land, 

And  cause  the  poor  dry  bones  to  move; 
Display  thy  love,  make  bare  thy  hand, 
And  teach  poor  wretched  men  tiiy  love. 

3  Here's  some  immers'd  in  shades  of  night, 

And  some  involv'd  in  deep  distress  ; 
O  send  some  rays  of  sacred  light, 
And  ev'ry  mourning  sinner  bless. 

4  Here's  some  that's  deaf,  and  some  that's  blind 

And  some  thai's  wounded  with  their  sins. 
They  mourn  and  rove,  some  help  to  find, 
Yet  do  but  more  increase  their  pains. 

5  Here's  some  that  feel  their  heavy  chain, 

And  others  senseless  of  their  wee  ; 
Some  captive  souls  where  Satan  reigns, 
Some  lost,  and  know  not  where  to  go. 

6  Some  much  in  debt,  with  naught  to  pay, 

Condemn 'd  and  into  prison  cast, 


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And  wallowing  in  their  filth  they  lay*, 
All  hope  and  help  but  thee  is  lost. 

7  Here's  some  that  mourn  a  stupid  mind, 

And  some  that's  lame,  and  some  that's  dead, 

-  Some  sick,  and  can  no  comfort  find. 

While  others  beg  for  crumbs  of  bread. 


8  Come  in  thou  great  Physician,  come, 

Thou  that  delight'st  to  help  the  poor  ; 
Get  to  thyself  a  glorious  name, 
At  thy  expense  work  ev'ry  cure. 

3  I  come,  sailh  Jesus,  lo  I  come, 

To  help  the  poor  is  my  delight ; 
Love  is  my  nature,  love  my  name  ; 
My  help  is  free  both  day  and  night. 

JO  Come  without  money  now  to  me, 

Both  weak,  and  wounded,  bond  and  poor 
Rebels  and  pns'ners  I  will  free, 
The  worst  of  all  diseases  cure. 

i  i   I'll  labour  at  my  own  expence, 

Cancel  all  debts,  and  pay  the  cost; 

And  give  my  bond  for  their  defence, 

That  not  one  patient  shall  be  lost. 

12   I'm  bound  by  my  own  love  to  be  , 

Physician  and  a  father  too, 
A  friend  to  all  eternity, 

What  more  can  I  propose  to  d©. 

i3  Enough  O  Lord,  and  we  adore 
Thy  wisdom,  pity,  and  thy  love  ; 
Thou  giv'st  thyself,  we  ask  no  more* 
Now  we  may  reign  with  thee  above. 

4  Let     all  the  sons  of  men  rejoice, 

And  join  to  lear»  thy  precious  name. 


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.vVy  heart,  a&d  ev'ry  voice, 
The  wonders  ol  thy  love  proclaim! 

15  Let  saints  and  angels  join  above, 

The  glory  oi  thy  name  to  sing, 
While  the  sweet  wonders  of  thy  love, 
Make  all  the  heavenly  arches  ring. 

16  Let  all  creation  join  as  one, 

Through  endless  years  thy  love  proclaim*; 
While  sacred  echoes  cry,  Amen  ! 
Amen  !  all  worthy  is  the  Lamb  ! 

HYMN  238.  CM.     When  met  for  Worship. 

1  T  ESUS,  let  not  thy  grace  delay 
•7      To  meet  U9  with  thy  love. 
Drive  interposing  clouds  away, 

And  make  our  guilt  remove. 

2  Come  in  with  power  to  ev'ry  soul, 

O  thou  immortal  Dove  ; 
Make  ev'ry  wounded  i'pirit  whole., 
With  thy  redeeming  love. 

3  We  long  to  meet  our  Gcd  to  day, 

And  taste  thy  grace  divine. 
That  ev'ry  soul  with  joy  may  say, 
My  Lord  my  Gdd  is  mine. 

<*  What  do  we  here  without  thy  grace, 
O  blessed  Lamb  of  God  ! 
*Fwill  be  a  dark  and  tiresome  place, 
Unless  we  feel  thy  word. 

5  Here's  some  that  pant.  O  God,  to  see 
Thy  face,  and  taste  thy  love : 
O  speak,  and  bring  us  near  to  thee, 
A"]  id  make  our  doubts  remove. 


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6  Jesus  inspire  each  heart  and  tongue 

To  learn  thy  precious  name ; 
Redeeming  love  shall  be  our  song, 
And  we  thy  love  proclaim. 

HYMN  239.  C.  M. 
Christ  inviting  Sinners  to  his  Grace. 

AMAZING  sight  the  Saviour  stands, 
And  knocks  at  ev'ry  door  ; 
Ten  thousand  blessings  in  his  hands, 
For  to  supply  the  poor. 

2  Behold,  he  saith,  I  bleed  and  die, 

To  bring  poor  souls  to  rest ; 
Hear  sinners,  while  I'm  passing  by, 
And  be  forever  blest. 

3  Will  you  despise  such  bleeding  love, 

And  choose  the  way  to  hell ; 
Or  in  the  gloiioui  realms  above, 
With  me  forever  dwell  ? 

4  Not  to  condemn  your  sinking  race, 

Have  I  in  judgment  tome  ; 

But  to  display  unbounded  grace, 

And  bring  lost  sinners,  home. 

5  May  I  not  save  yoar  wretched  soul 

From  sin,  from  death  and  hell  ? 
Wounded  or  sick  I'll  make  you  whole, 
And  you  with  me  shall  dwell. 

TB  Say,  will  you  hear  my  gracious  voice, 
And  have  your  sins  forgiven  ? 
Or  will  you  make  a  wretched  choice, 
And  bar  yourselves  from  heaven  ? 

7  Will  you  go  down  to  endless  night. 

And  be  forever  slain, 


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dwell  in  everlasting  light, 
Where  I  in  glory  reign  ? 

8  Come  now  dear  soul  before  I  go', 
While  1  am  passing  by  ; 
Say,  will  you  bow  to  me  or  no  ? 
Say,  will  you  live  or  die  ? 

HYMN  240.    L.  M. 
The  Mourning  Soul  an  steered  by  Christ. 

1  "V&THERE,  saith  the  mourner,  is  this  Chriof., 

V  f  That  calls  the  hungry  to  a  feast, 
Where  is  that  j^race  proclaim  d  so  free  ? 
Say  herald,  point  the  way  to  me. 

2  If  as  you  say  he  spilt  his  blood, 

To  bring  poor  wand'ring  souls  to  God,; 
Then  tell  me,  tell  me  where  I'll  go, 
To  find  if  this  be  true  or  no  ? 

3  Well  saith  the  Saviour,  here  I  be, 
Where  is  the  soul  enquires  for  me ; 
I  by  my  Spirit  now  declare 

My  grace  is  free,  and  you  may  share. 

4  O  saith  the  soul,  I  would  receive  ; 
Speak  Lord,  and  help  me  to  believe; 
Since  thou  declar'st  thy  grace  is  free, 

0  give  one  precious  drop  to  me. 

5  I  wait,  saith  Jesus,  at  your  door, 

With  love  that  knows  no  bound  nor  shore  j 
And  far  more  free  I  am  to  give, 
Than  you  are  willing  to  receive. 
<i  Freely  I  die,  I  mourn,  I  bleed, 

1  weep,  I  wait,  promise  and  plead; 
Lab'ring  for  you3  all  dress'd  in  gore, 
V'hat  «an  I  ile  or  offer  more  ? 


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3  Say  will  you  now  my  love  abuse, 
And  all  the  joys  of  heaven  reiuse ,? 
Must  I  now  leave  you,  must  1  go  ? 
And  will  you  choose  eternal  woe  ? 

8  O  be  besought  to  hear  my  voice, 
And  make  eternal  life  your  choice » 
Say  will  you  choose  to  sink  in  hell, 
Or  else  with  me  in  glory  dwell  ? 

HYMN   241.    L.  M.      A  call  to  Sinners. 

3   CUNNERS  arise,  the  Saviour's  come, 

KJ   And  bleeds  for  wretched  souls  like  you; 
His  merry  calls  the  rebels  home, 

Forgives  their  sins,  and  loves  them  top. 

.5  Come  to  the  feast  without  delay, 
Before  the  gospel  call  is  o'er  : 
Embrace  the  blessed  Lord  to  day, 
Lest  he  should  ge  and  call  no  more. 
.3  Ten  thousand  souls  have  enter'd  in, 
And  found  a  feast  of  love  divine; 
Come  then  poor  souls,  with  all  your  sin^. 
And  the  Redeemer  will  be  thine. 

4  Those  happy  souls  who're  gone  before, 
Were  once  in  sin  as  vile  as  you  ; 
O  doubt  the  Saviour's  love  no  more, 
But  come  and  taste  his  goodness  tOG. 

HYMN    242.  L.  M.   Prophesy  and 'Inspiration. 

1  5'npWA.S  by  an  order  from  the  Lord, 

JL     The  ancient  Prophets  spoke  his  word; 
His  Spirit  did  their  tongues  inspire, 
And  warm  their  hearts  with  heavenly  fire. 

2  The  works  and  wonders  which  they  wrought, 
Confirm'd  the  messages  they  brought ; 


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The  Prophet's  pen  succeeds  his  breath, 
To  save  the  holy  words  from  death. 

3  Great  God  !  mine  eyes  with  pleasure  look*, 
On  the  dear  volume  of  thy  book  ; 

There  my  Redeemer's  face  I  see, 
And  read  his  name  who  died  for  me; 

4  Let  the  false  raptures  of  the  mind 
Be  lost  and  vanish  in  the  wind  : 
Here  I  can  fix  my  hope  secure ; 
This  is  thy  word,  and  must  endure. 

HYMN  242.    CM. 
Imperfection  of  M&ii  and  Perfect  ion  of Scriptufy 

I   X   ET  all  the  heathen  writers  join, 
JLJ  To  form  one  perfect  book  ; 
Great  Gcd   if  once  compar'd  with  thinO* 
How  mean  their  writings  look. 

9  Not  the  most  perfect  rules  they  gave 

Could  show  one  sin  forgiven, 

Nor  iead  a  step  beyond  the  grave; 

But  thine  conduct  to  heaven. 

3  I've  seen  an  end  to  what  we  cull 

Perfection  here  below ; 
How  short  the  powers  of  nature  fall.. 
And  can  no  farther  go. 

4  Yet  mea^would  fain  be  ju-t  with  God-, 

By  works  their  hands  have  wrought; 
But  thy  commands,  exceeding  broad, 
Extend  to  every  thought. 

6  In  vain  we  boast  perfection  here, 
While  sin  defiics  our  frame, 
And  sinks  our  virtues  down  so  f^-.. 
They  j-car^e  deserve  the  name. 


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6  Our  faith,  and  love,  and  every  grace. 
Fall  far  below  thy  word  ; 
But  perfect  truth  and  righteousness 
Dwell  only  with  the  Lord. 

HYMN  242.    S.  M. 
The  Blessedness  of  Gospel  Times, 

HOW  beauteous  are  their  feet, 
Who  stand  on  Zion's  hill ; 
Who  bring  salvation  en  their  tongue^, 
And  words  of  peace  reveal ! 

2  How  charming  is  their  voice  ! 

How  sweet  their  tidings  are  ! 
"  Zion,  behold  thy  Saviour-King, 
"  He  reigns  and  triumphs  here." 

3  The  watchmen  join  their  voice, 

And  tuneful  notes  employ, 

Jerusalem  breaks  forth  in  songs. 

And  deserts  learn  the  joy. 

i  The  Lord  makes  bare  his  arm 
Through  al!  the  earth  abroad  ! 
Let  every  nation  now  behold 
Their  Saviour  and  their  God. 

HYMN  243.  L.  M.    Free  Grace  Proclaimed. 

\   pOME  trembling  soul,  forget  your  fear, 
\J   For  your  eternal  Friend  is  near  ; 
O  bow  your  souls  before  his  face, 
And  share  in  his  redeeming  grace. 

2  Long  time  he's  calPd  your  souls  in  vain, 
And  yet  behold  he  calls  again  ; 

Once  more  in  love  he's  come  to  try  \ 
Say  sinners,  will  vou  live  or  die  ? 

3  Though  long  you  have  his  grace  abus'& 
And  all  his  calls  of  love  refus'd  ; 


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Yet  even  now  he  will  forgive, 
O  sinners,  hear  his  voice  and  live. 

4  Or  will  you  crowd  him  from  your  dooi\ 
That  he  may  never  call  you  more  ? 
Then  think,  O  souls,  how  can  you  bear, 
To  sink  in  death  and  long  dtspair  ? 

5  O  sinners  hoar,  he  calls  again, 
And  do  not  linger  on  the  plain  ; 
Leave  all  and  fly  to  Jesus'  arms, 

And  taste,  O  taste  his  heavenly  charms. 


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HYMN  244.    L.M. 

The  strong  Persuasions  of  Free  Grace. 

SINNERS  fly  to  Jesus'  arms, 
Enjoy  hi;  everlasting  charms; 
He  calls  you  to  a  heaveniy  feast, 
O  come  poor  starving  souls  and  taste- 

2  Say,  will  you  be  forever  blest, 
And  with  the  heavenly  Jesus  rest  ? 
He'll  save  you  from  all  sin  and  pain, 
And  shall  in  his  full  glory  reign. 

3  Say  now  poor  souls,  what  will  you  do  ? 
Say,  will  you  have  this  Christ  or  no  ? 
Make  now  the  choice  and  halt  no  more, 
For  Christ  is  waiting  at  your  door. 

1  He  waits,  he  woos,  he's  loth  to  leave, 
And  will  you  not  his  word  believe  ? 
Why  wili  you  let  this  Jesus  go, 
Say,  will  you  have  this  Christ  or  no? 

5  Once  more  I'll  ask  you  in  his  name, 
(I  know  his  love  is  still  the  same.) 
Will  you  be  sav'd  from  dreadful  woe  ? 
Say,  will  you  have  this  Christ  or  no  ? 


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i  "YV^AT  ?°c  :  brings 

*  *  >ur  King; 

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He  :.d  earth. 

Had  in  Bethlehem  his  birth  j 
people  see, 

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..  good  will  to  rr._ 
Anjrels  ioin  with  us  in  prais 

a  og  redeeming  grace, 

3  Now  the  wall  is  broken  down, 

door  i>  upend  wide, 

AM  \ 

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-    all  all  BeU. 
They  in  him  r. 

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I 

him  In  glory  t  ago 


5  Shout,  ye  nations  of  the  earth, 
Sil ig  the  triumphs  of  his  birth; 
All  the  world  by  him  is  blest  ; 
Sound  his  praise  from  e^st  to' west ; 
Jews  and  Gentiles  jointly  sing1, 
Christ  our  common  Lord  and  King  ! 
Chrisi  our  life,  our  hope, our  joy, 
Shall  our  endless  praise  employ. 

HYMN  246.  L.  M.     Chriif*  Passion, 

1  "VTE  that  pass  by,  behold  the  man. 

JL     The  man  of  grief  condemn'd  for  you  ; 
1  he  Lamb  of  God;  for  sinners  slain, 
Weeping  to  Calvary  pursue. 

2  His  sacred  limbs  they  stretch,  they  tear, 

With  nails  they  fasten  to  the  wood ; 
His  sacred  limbs  expos'd  and  bare, 
Or  only  cover'd  with  his  blood. 

6  See  there  his  temples  crown'd  with  thorns/, 

His  bleeding  hands  extended  wide  ; 

His  streaming  feet  transfix'd  and  torn, 

The  fountain  gushing  from  his  side. 

4  Oh,  thou  dear  suffering  Son  of  God, 

How  doth  thy  heart  to  sinners  move , 
Help  us  to  catch  thy  precious  blood, 
Help  us  to  taste  thy  dying  love. 

5  The  earth  could  to  her  centre  quake, 

Convuls'd  while  her  Deliv'rer  dy'd  ; 
O  may  our  inmost  nature  shake, 
And  bow  with  Jesus  crucify'd. 

6  At  thy  last  gasp,  the  graves  display'd, 

Their  honours  to  the  upper  skies  ; 

O  that  our  souls  might  burst  the  shade, 

Arid  quicken'd  by  thy  death,  arise 


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*i  The  rocks  could  feel  thy  powerful  death. 
And  tremble,  and  asunder  part ; 
O  rend  with  thy  expiring  breath,     • 
The  harder  marble  of  our  heart. 

HYMN   247.   P.  M.    Gbrhfs  Ascension. 

1  ^PlLAP  your  hands  ye  people  all, 
\J   Praise  the  God  on  whom  ye  calif 
Lift  yo\ir  voice  and  shout  his  praise, 
Triumph  in  his  matchless  grace. 

2  Jesus  is  gone  up  on  high, 
Takes  his  seat  above  the  skies^ 
Shout  ye  Angel  choirs  aloud, 
Echoing  to  the  tiump  of  God. 

3  Sons  of  men  the  triumph  join, 
Praise  him  with  the  hosts  divine*;. 
Emulate  the  heavenly  pow'rs", 
Their  victorious  Lord  is  our's. 

4  Shout  the  God  enthrcn'd  above, 
Loud  proclaim  his  conqu'riug  love^ 
Praises  to  our  Jesus  sing, 

Praises  to  our  glorious  King. 

&  Pow'r  is  all  to  Jesus  given, 

Pow'r  o'er  hell,  o'er  earth  and  heaven  j 

Jesus,  power  to  us  impart, 

Then  we'll  praise  with  all  our  heart. 

HYMN  248.  S.  M.    Praising  Christ 

1  A  WAICE  and  sing  the  song, 
A  Of  Moses  and  the  Lamb  ; 
Wake  ev'ry  heart  and  ev'ry  tong 

To  praise  the  Saviour's  name. 

2  Sing  of  his  dying  love, 

Sjhig  of  his  rising  pow'r  j 


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tg  hew  he  intercedes  above, 
i-or  thoie  whose  sins  he  bor<" 

3   Sing,  till  we  feel  our  hearts 

Ascending  with  our  tongues ; 

Sing  till  the  love  of  sin  departs,. 

And  grace  inspires  our  songt 

§  Sing  till  we  hear  Christ  say. 

'•  Your  sins  are  all  forgiven  ;'•' 
Sing  on,  rejoicing  every  day, 
Till  we  meet  all  in  heaven. 


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HYMN   249.  P.  M.    Worship  G^'. 


Your  Master  proclaim* 
And  publish  abroad 

His  wonderful  name  ; 
The  name  all  victorious 

Of  Jesus  extol ; 
His  kingdom  is  glorious} 

And  rules  over  all. 

2  God  ruleth  on  high% 

Almighty  to  save  ; 
And  still  he  is  nigh, 

His  presence  we  have\. 
The  great  congregation, 

His  triumphs  shall  sing'. 
Ascribing  salvafion 

To  Jesus  our  King. 

3  Salvation  to  God, 

Who  sits  on  the  throne. 
J^et  all  cry  aioud, 

And  honour  the  Son; 
Our  Jesus'  praises 

The  Angels  proclaim, 


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Fall  down  on  their  faces, 
And  worship  the  Lamb. 

4  Then  let  us  adore, 

And  give  him  his  right  -; 
AH  glory  and  power, 

And  wisdom  and  might ; 
All  honour  and  blessing, 

With  Angels  above  ; 
And  thanks  never  ceasing  ; 

And  infinite  love. 

HYMN  250.    P.  M.     The  Brazen  Serpent. 

1  X"^71TH  fiery  serpents  greatly  pain'd, 

?  V      When  Israel's  mourning  tribes  complaiu'd^ 

And  sigh'd  to  be  reliev'd  ; 
A  serpent  straight  the  Prophet  made, 
Of  molten  brass  to  view  display'd  ; 

The  patients  look'd  and  liv'd. 

'2  But  oh,  what  healing  to  the  heart, 
Does  Jesus' greater  cross  impart, 

To  those  who  seek  a  cure  ! 
Israel  of  old,  and  we  no  less, 
The  same  indulgent  grace  confess. 

While  life  and  breath  endure. 

3  To  reason's  view  so  strange  effect, 
Self-righteous  souls  will  still  reject, 

And  perish  in  their  pride  ; 
Not  so  the  stung  with  sin  and  law, 
These  all  their  rich  salvation  draw, 

From  Jesus'  bleeding  side. 

4  May  we  then  view  the  matchless  cross*,, 
And  other  objects  count  but  loss,,. 

No  other  gain  explore ; 


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Here  still  be  fix'd  our  feasted  eyes, 
Teeming  with  tears  of  gl  id  surprise, 
And  thankfully  adore. 

Hail  great  Immanuel,  balmy  name  ! 
Thy  praise  the  ransuin'd  will  proclaim. 

Thee  we  Physician  call  ; 
We  own  no  other  cure  but  thine, 
Thou  the  Deliverer  divine, 

Our  health,  our  life,  our  all. 

HYMN  251.  P.M. 

Glorifying  God  in  Christ.      A  Dialogue. 

RETHREN  sing :   'tis  right  you  should- 
Sing  our  Saviour's  precious  blood  ; 
Daughters  of  Jerusalem, 
Join  we  willimrlv  the  theme. 


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Shout  for  joy  ye  happy  men  ; 
Lo  for  you  the  Lamb  was  slain  ! 
Highly  favour'd  women,  praise 
Jesus  in  celestial  lays. 

S  Hail  redeeming  Lamb,  who  late 
Suffer'd  death  without  the  gate, 
Hail !  for  by  thy  death  and  cross, 
Thou  hast  purchas'd  heaven  for  us 

4  None  but  Jesus  will  we  sing, 
None  but  Jesus,  Israel's  King; 
None  but  Jesus  will  we  laud, 
None  but  Christ  the  Son  of  God. 

5  "Worthy,  holy  Lamb  art  thou. 
Praise  to  have  and  honour  too ; 
Worthy  thou  of  bliss  and  pow'r^ 
Mow  heaceforth,  forever  more 


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HYMN  252.   C.  M.  .  The  Pilgrim.  A  dialogue. 

1  TT°  Pil8'rims'  (jf  Ye  P'lgrims  be,) 
jLjL  We  wish  to  join  with  you  : 
Poor  Christian  travellers  are  we, 
To  Canaan's  land  we  go. 

2  No  peace  nor  happiness  we  find, 
In  any  country  here ; 

5Twas  therefore  we  left  all  behind. 
Wealth,  name  and  character. 

3  We  ne'er  such  pleasure  knew  before, 
As  now  in  him  we  know  ; 

Peace,  since  our  Saviour's  cross  we  borv. 
Like  rivers  in  us  flow. 

4  Let  others  then  delight  them  here. 
Their  pleasures  we  despise  : 

The  heavenly  kingdom  we  prefer. 
The  joys  of  Paradise. 

#  Then  joyful  let  us  journey  on, 
To  peace  and  rest  above  ; 
Singing  to  Him  on  yonder  throne, 
t*f  free   unbounded  love. 

253.   P.  M.      Victory  over  the  World.     ■■ 

TELL  me  no  more  of  this  world's  vain. 


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store ; 
The  time  for  such  trifles  with  me  now  is  o'er. 

S  A  country  I've  found  where  true  joys  abound  ; 
To  dwell  I'm  determin'd  on  this  happy  goundt 

3  No  mortal  doth  know,  what  Christ  can  bestow, , 
What  light,  strength  and  comfort,  Go  after  him,  gv. 

4  Lo  onward  I  move  and,  but  Christ  above, 
None  guesses  how  tuond'rous  my  journey  will  prove; 

5  Great  spoils  T  sh ,;!!  win  from  death,  heU  &  sin  ; 
gtfidst  outward  afflictions  shall  feel  Christ  wit£i&» 


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S  Perhaps  for  his  name,  poor  dust  as  t  aiaj 
Some  works  I  shall  finish  with  glad  loving  aiii^ 

7  I  still,  which  is  best,  shall  in  his  dear  breast, 
As  at  the  beginning,  find  pardon  and  rest. 

8  And  when  I'm  to  die,  "  Receive  me"  I'll  cry, 
For  Jesus  hath  lov'd  me,  I  cannot  say  why. 

S  But  this  I  do  find,  we  two  are  so  join'd, 
He'll  not  live  in  glory,  and  leave  me  behind. 

HYMN  254.  L.  M.     Look  again.  Jonah  ii.  4 

*    W  EE  a  Poor  sinner,  dearest  Lord, 

JO    Whqse  soul  encourag'd  by  thy  wordj, 
At  mercy's  footstool  would  remain, 
And  there  would  look,  and  look  again. 

2  How  oft  deceiv'd  by  self  and  pride, 
Has  my  poor  heart  been  turn'd  aside  ! 
And  Jonah  like,  has  fled  from  thee, 
Till  thou  hast  look'd  agnin  on  me. 

3-  Ah!  bring  ;  wretched  wanderer  home* 
And  to  thy  footstool  let  me  come  ; 
And  tell  thee  all  my  grief  and  pain, 
And  wait,  and  look,  and  look  again. 

4  Take  courage  tlien,  my  trembling  soul, 

One  look  from  Christ  will  make  thee  whole  ? 
Trust  thou  in  him,  'tis  not  in  vain  ; 
.But  watt  and  look,  and  look  again.' 

9  Do  Satan's  darts  thy  soul  molest  ? 
D:;v.s  dark  desertions  fill  thy  breast? 
Art  thou  almost  with  sorrows  shin  ? 
Yet  wait  and  look,  and  look  again.  " 

t  Do  fears  and  doubts  thy  soul  annoy  ? 
And  ihund 'ring  tempests  drown  thy  joy? 


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And  canst  thou  not  one  smile  obtain  1 
Yet  wait  and  look,  and  look  again. 

7  Look  to  the  Lord  his  word,  his  throne ; 
Look  to  hi?  grace,  and  not  your  own  : 
There  wait  and  look,  and  look  again, 
You  shall  not  wait  and  look  in  vain. 

8  Ere  long  that  happy  day  will  come, 
When  1  shall  reach  my  blissful  home ; 
And  when  to  glory  I  attain, 

O  then  I'll  look,  and  look  again. 

HYMN  255.  L.  M. 

/  know  that  my  Redeemer  lives. 

I   ~B~  KNOW"  that  my  Redeemer  lives, 

JL  What  comfort  Luis  sweet  sentence  gives* 
He  lives,  he  lives,  who  once  was  dead, 
He  lives,  my  everlasting  Head. 

•2  He  lives,  triumphant  from  the  grave, 
He  lives,  eternally  to  save  ; 
He  lives,  all  glorious  in  the  sky, 
He  lives,  exalted  there  on  high. 

S  He  lives  to  bless  me  with  his  love, 
He  lives  to  plead  for  me  above, 
He  lives  my  hungry  soul  to  feed, 
He  lives  to  help  in  time  of  need. 

4  He  lives  and  grants  me  rich  supply. 
He  lives  to  guide  me  with  his  eye, 
He  lives  to  comfort  me  when  faint, 
He  lives  to  hear  my  soul's  complaint, 

5  He  lives  to  crush  the  pow'rs  of  hell, 
He  lives  that  he  may  in  me  dwell, 
He  lives  to  heal  and  make  me  wholev 
He  lives  to  guard  my  feeble  soul. 


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.§  He  lives  to  siit  nee  .ill  my  fears  ; 

He  lives  to  stoop  and  wipe  my  teat*. 

He  lives  to  calm  my  troubled  heart, 

He  lives  all  blessings  to  impart. 
T  He  lives  my  kind,  my  heavenly  friend.. 

He  lives  and  loves  me  to  the  end; 
■   He  lives,  and  while  he  lives  I'll  sing, 

He  lives  my  Prophet,  Priest  and  Kin* 

S  He  lives,  and  grants  me  daily  breath. 
He  lives/and  I  shall  conquer  death, 
He  lives  my  mansion  to  prepare, 

•    He  lives  to  bring  me  safely  there. 

?  He  lives  all  glory  to  his  name, 
He  lives  my  Jesus  still  the    ame  ; 

0  the  sweet  joy  this  sentence  gives, 

1  know  that  my  Redeemer  lives. 

HYMN-  256.  L.  M.     Hm.     Acts  v.  SI, 

1     JTOIN  all  who  love  the  Saviour's  namej 
*f     And  sing  his  everlasting  tame  : 
Great  God,  prepare  each  heart  and  voice, 
In  Him  forever  to  rejoice. 

-2  Of  Him  what  wond'rous  things  are  told  ! 
In  Him  what  glory  1  behold  ! 
For  Him  I  gladly  all  things  leave; 
To  Him,  my  soul,  forever  cleave. 

3   fn  Him  my  treasure's  all  contain'd  ; 

By  Him  my  feeble  soul's  sustain'd; 

From  Him  I  all  things  now  receive; 

Through  Him  my  soul  does  daily  live 
I  With  Him  I  daily  love  to  walk ; 

Of  Him  my  sou!  delights  to  talk; 

On  Him  I  cast  my  daily  care  ; 

Like  Him  one  day  I  shall  appear 
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5  Bless  Kim  my  soul,  from  day  to  day : 
Trust  Him  to  bring  thee  on  thy  way; 
Give  Him  thy  poor  weak,  sinful  heart ; 
With  Him  O  never,  never  part. 

d  Take  Him  for  strength  and  righteousness  ; 
Make  Him  thy  refuge  in  distress ; 
Love  Him  above  all  earthly  joy, 
And  Him  in  ev'ry  thing  employ. 

'•    Praise  Him  in  grateful   cheerful  songs; 
To  Him  your  highest  praise  belongs ; 
Bless  Him  who  does  your  heaven  prepare. 
And  Him  you'll  praise  forever  there. 

HYMN   257.   CM.      Christ  Lord  of  All. 

ALL  hail !  the  great  Immanuel's  name.- 
Let  Angels  prostrate  fall ; 
Br.ng  forth  the  royal  diadem, 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

2  Let  high  born  seraphs  tune  the  lyF€, 
And.  as  they  rune  it  fall 
Before  his  face,  who  tunes  the  choir, 
And  crown  him.  Lord  of  all. 

5  Crown  him  ye  martyrs  of  our  God, 
Who  from  the  altar  call ; 
Ixfcolthe  stem  of  Jesse's  rod, 
And  crown  h  m  Lord  o'  all. 
4  Crown  him.  ye  mormn?  itars  of  light, 
W  o  fix  this  floating  ball  ; 
Now  ha.l  rhe  strength  of  Israel's  might) 
And  crown  h;m  Lord  of  all 

£  Ye  chosen  seed  of  :srat    s  r  ce, 
Yl  ransom'd  from  the  rail ; 
Mali  him  who  saves  you  b.  his  grace. 
And  crown  fcikfl,  Lord  f>f  all, 


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G  Hall  him,  ye  heirs  of  David's  line, 
Whom  David,  Lord  did  call, 
The  Son  where  God's  rich  grace  doth  shige, 
The  crowned,  Lord  of  all. 

7  Sinners,  whose  love  can  ne'er  forget 
The  wormwood  and  the  gall, 
Go  Spread  your  trophies  at  his  feet', 
And  crown  him,  Lord  of  all. 

ft  Let  ev'ry  tribe  andev"ry  tongue, 
That  bound  creation's  ball, 
Now  shout  in  universal  song, 
The  crowned,  Lord  of  all. 

HYMN   258.  CM.      The  name  of  Christ, 

\  ¥lOW  sweet  the  name  of  Jesus  sounds, 
Xi     In  a  believer's  ear  ! 
It  sooths  his  sorrows,  heals  his  wounds, 
And  drives  away  his  fear. 

2  It  makes  the  wounded  spirit  whole, 
And  calms  the  troubled  breast ; 
'Tis  manna  to  the  troubled  soul, 
And  to  the  weary  rest. 

$  Dear  name,  the  Rock  on  which  I  build 
My  shield  and  hiding  place ; 
My  never  failing  treas'ry  fill'd 
With  boundless  stores  of  grace. 

4  Jesus,  my  Shepherd,  Husband,  Priend, 
My  Prophet,  Priest,  and  King ; 
My  Lord,  my  life,  my  way,  my  end, 
Accept  the  praise  I  bring. 

•5  Weak  is  the  effort  of  my  heart. 
And  cold  my  warmest  thought, 
But  when  I  see  thee  as  thou  art, 
I'll  praise  thee  as  1  ought, 


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*  Till  then  I  would  thy  love  proclaim-. 
With  ev'ry  fleeting' breath  ; 
And  may  tlu?  music  of  thy  name, 
Refresh- my  sou!  in  death. 

•  HYMN  259.  P.M.     Dismission-. 

i   IT   ORD,  dismiss  us  with  thy  blessing, 
Ml   Fill  our  hearts  with  joy  and  peace; 
Let  \i3  each,  thy  love  possessing, 
Triumph  in  redeeming  grace. 
O  refresh  us,  O  refresh  us, 
Traveling  through  this  wilderness*. 

2  Thanks  we  give,  and  adoration, 
For  thy  gospel's  joyful  sound  ; 
May  the  fruits  of  thy  salvation, 

In  our  hearts  and  lives   abound. 
May  thy  presence,  may  thy  presence, 
With  us  evermore  be  found. 

5  So  whene'er  the  signal's  given, 

Us  from   earth  to  call  away, 
Borne  on  Angel's  wings  to  heaven-, 

Glad  the  summons  to  obey. 
May  we  ever,  may  we  ever 
Reign  with  Christ  in  endless  day. 

HYMN   260.  P.  M.      Address    to  a  Young    Pirsefu 

1  "MXTHEN  your  rosy  cheeks  are  pale, 

y  v     When  your  sparkling  eyes  grow  blindv 
Ycu  must  leave  this  mournful  vale, 
And  your  sinful  joys  behind. 

2  Then  if  Christ  is  not  your  frienih 

y»«  n?»t  »ak  forever  day?-* 


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tfnto  death,  which  has  no  end, 
Under  God's  eternal  frown. 

O  then  hear  the  Saviour's  voice, 

"  Come  ye  wretched,  come  and  Hyc; 

Make  my  name  your  only  choice; 
Endless  happiness  I'll  give." 

Precious  youth,  ohey  the  Lord, 
Seek  him  while  he  may  be  found, 

Hear  the  threat'nings  of  his  word, 
Ere  the  last  loud  trumpet  sound. 

HYMN   251.  L.  M.      Sung  at  the  Designation 

of  the  Misshnariet  to  India,  Dec.  I,  1803. 

Farewell  to  the  Missionaries. 

ROM  Indian  plains,  on  Albion's  shore 
See  gold  and  gems  and  fragrance  wnile 
But  Britain,  in  a  richer  store, 
Returns  it  from  our  native  isle. 

2  Lo  !  with  the  gospel's  glorious  prize, 
With  truth  irradiant  as  the  sun, 
In  vain  the  sparkling  treasure  vies; 
We  send  the  pearl  of  price  unknow«;. 

;  The  nations  feel  the  pangs  of  war, 

And  wrath  with  boundless  tumult  reigns', 
And  gallic  fury  waves  from  far, 
And  British  armies  iill  the  plains  : 

4  But  Zion's  gentler  hosts  engage, 

Impatient  for  a  nobler  fight, 
Through  every  land  the  war  to  wage, 
And  put  confederate  worlds  to  flight, 

5  Yes.  hell  shall  mourn  th'  eternal  loss, 

And  earth  with  captive  souls  abound  ; 
Before  the  soldiers  of  the  cross, 

With  unensar.guin'd  laurels  ctcwa^, 
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.6  For  this  embosom'd  prize  we  spare, 

Dear  to  the  Church's  glowing  heart.; 
For  this  with  unreluctant  tear, 
We  bid*  our  weil  belov'd  depart. 

J  Go  then  dear  missionary  train, 

Go,  bless  the  distant  eastern  shore  ; 
Ye  shall  not  hear  our  lips  complain, 
That  we  behold  your  forms  no  mote. 

8  Great  God  of  nature  !  to  whose  sight 

Unfathom'd  ocean  open  lies ! 

Bid  every  blpssing  on  them  light, 

In  prosperous  gales,  and  peaceful  side* 
*9  Ah !  let  them  not  to  death  be  hurl'd, 

But  guide  them  o'er  the  buoyant  wave, 
Save  them  thyself — and  teach  the  world 
By  them,  thy  power,  thy  will  to  save. 

HYMN   262.  C.  M.      The  Missionaries'  Fare-wel(i 

I   "IT"  INDRED,  and  friends,  and  native  land, 
_KL     How  shall  we  say  farewell  ? 
How,  when  our  swelling  sails  expand, 
How  will  our  'posoms  swell ! 
'2  Yes  nature,  all  thy  soft  delights, 
And  tender  ties  we  know  : 
But  love  more  strong  than  death,  unites 
To  him  that  bids  us  go. 
3  Tims, when  our  every  passion  mov'd 
The  gushing  tear-drop  starts  ; 
The  cause  of  Jesus,  more  belov'd, 
Shall  glow  within  our  hearts. 

■1  The  sighs  we  breath  for  precious  souls-, 
Where  he  is  yet  unknown, 
Might  waft  us  to  the  distant  poles-, 
Ox  to  the  burning  zone. 


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ith  the  warm  wish  our  bosoms  swell, 
Our  flowing-  powers  expand  ; 
Farewell,  then  we  can  say  tarcwell  i 
Our  friends,  our  native  land  ! 

HYMN  2G3.    L.  M.     On  the  Departure  offh> 
JMissionariss — by  a  Bristol  Student. 

1  TTJ  ULER  of  worlds  display  thy  pow'r, 
jL&  Be  this  thy  Zion's  favour'd  hour; 
Bid  the  blight  morning  star  arise, 
And  point  the  nations  to  the  skies. 

%  Set  up  thy  throne  where  Satan  reigns, 
On  Afric  shores,  on  India's  plains; 
On  wilds  and  continents  unknown, 
And  be  the  universe  thine  own  ! 

3  Speak,  and  the  world  shall  hear  thy  voice.; 
Speak,  and  the  deserts  shall  rejoice! 
Scatter  the  shades  of  mortal  night ; 

Let  worthless  idols  flee  the  light  I 

4  Trusting  in  him,  dear  brethren, rear 
The  gospel  standard,  void  of  fear  : 
Go  seek  with  joy  your  de-tin'd  shore. 
To  view  your  native  land  no  mare. 

5  Yes,  Christian  Heroes !  go,  proclaim 
Salvation  through  ImmanutrPs  name  ! 
To  India's  clime  the  tidings  bear, 
And  plant  the  Rose  of  Sharon  there. 

6  He'll  shield  y«u  with  a  wall  of  fire, 
With  flawing  zeul  your  breasts  inspire  *. 
Bid  raging  winds  their  fury  cease, 
And  huoh  the  tempests  into  peac?.- 

7  And  when  our  labturs  ail  are  o'er, 
Then  we  shall  meet  to  part  uo  mov- ; 


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Aleet  with  the  blood-bought  throng  to  fail, 
And  crown  our  Jesus,  Lord  of  all ! 

HYMN  264.  L.  M.      Sinners  and  Saints  In  the 
■wreck  of  jtfature.   Isaiah  xxiv.    1 8 — 20. 

1  IfOW  great,  how  terrible  that  God, 
MM.  Who  shakes  creation  with  his  Rod  ; 
He  frowns — earth,  sea,  all  nature's  frame 
Sink  in  one  universal  flame. 

2  Where  now,  O  where  shall  sinners  seek 
For  she'tcr  in  she  general  wreck  ; 
Shall  falling  rocks  be  o'er  them  thrown  ? 
See  rocks,  like  snow,  dissolving  down. 

"3  In  vain  for  mercy  now  they  hope  ! 

The  day  which  comes,  shall  burn  them  up; 
There  on  the  flaming  billows  tost, 
Forever — O  forever  lost. 

■5  But  saints,  undaunted  and  serene 

Your  eyes  shall  view  the  dreadful  scene; 
Your  Saviour  lives,  the  worlds  expire. 
And  earth  and  skies  dissolve  in  lire. 

5  Jesus,  the  helpless  creature's  friend, 
To  thee,  my  a;i  I  dare  commend  : 
Thou  canst  preserve  my  feeble  soul, 
When  light'nings  blaze  from  pole  to  pole. 

HYMN  2G5.  L.  M.  The  bmh  opened.  Rev.  xx.  1< 

1  II ETHiNKS  the  last  great  day  is  come, 
_i_YJL  Methinks  I  hear  the  trumpet  sound, 
That  shakes  the  earth,  rends  every  tomb, 

And  wakes  the  pris'ners  under  ground'. 

2  The  mighty  deep  gives  up  her  trust, 

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Both  small  and  great  now  quit  their  du'si''. 
And  round  the  dread  tribunal  stand. 

3  Behold  the  awful  hooks  displayed, 

Fill'd  with  th'  important  states  of  merf' 
Each  deed  and  word  now  public  made, 
As  wrote  by  heaven's  unerring  per*. 

4  To  every  soul  the  bock  assign, 

The  joyous  or  the  dread  reward  : 
Sinners  in  vain  lament  and  pine, 

No  pleas  the  Judge  will  here  regard* 

5  Lord,  when  these  awful  leaves  unfold, 

May  life's  fair  book  my  soul  approve  ;T 
There  may  1  read  my  name  enroll'd, 
And  triumph  in  redeeming  love. 

HYMN  264.    L.M. 
Besiring  to  depart,  and  be  ivith  Christ.  Phil.  i.  . 

1  "VMTHILE  on  the  verge  of  life  I  stand, 

?  ▼      And  view  the  scene  on  either  hand. 
My  spirit  struggles  with  my  clay, 
And  longs  to  wing  its  flight  away. 

2  Where  Jesus  dwells  my  soul  would  be* 
And  faints  my  much-lov'd  Lord  to  see; 
F.arth,  twine  no  more  about  my  heart, 
For  'tis  far  better  to  depart. 

3  Come  ye  angelic  envoys,  come 
And  lead  the  willing  pilgrim  home  ! 
Ye  know  the  way  to  Jesus'  throne, 
Source  of  my  joys  and  of  your  owry. 

4  That  blissful  interview,  how  sweet ! 
To  fall  transported  at  his  feet ; 
Rais'd  by  his  arm,  to  view  his  face, 
Through  the  full  beamings  of  his  g*ace  ) 

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5  As  with  a  Seraph's  voice  to  sing  S 
To  fly  as  on  a  cherub's  wing ! 
Performing  with  unweary'd  hands, 
The  present  Saviour's  high  commands; 

tf  Yet  with  these  prospects  full  in  sight, 
We'll  wait  thy  signal  for  the  flight ; 
For  while  thy  service  we  pursue, 
We  find  a  heaven  in  all  we  do. 

HYMN  267.  C.  M. 
PlctSfy  over  Death  through  Christ.   1  Cor.  XV.  57. 

s   "VITHEN  death  appears  before  my  sight', 
f  T      In  all  his  dire  array, 
Unequal  to  the  dreadful  fight, 
My  courage  dies  away. 

2  But  see  my  glorious  Leader  nigh ! 

My  Lord,  my  Saviour  lives  ; 
Before  him  death's  pale  terrors  fly, 
And  my  faint  heart  revives. 

3  He  left  his  dazzling  throne  above-, 

He  met  the  tyrant's  dart ; 
And  (O,  amazing  power  of  love,) 
Receiv'd  it  in  his  heart. 

4  No  more,  O  grim  destroyer  boast 

Thy  universal  svvay ; 
To  heaven-born  souls  thy  sting  is  losj. 
Thy  night,  the  gates  of  day. 

5  Lord,  I  commit  my  soul  to  thee, 

Accept  the  sacred  trust ; 
Receive  this  nobler  part  of  me. 
And  watch  my  sleeping  dust. 

*  Till  that  illustrious  morning  come'. 
When,  all  thy  saints  shall  rise; 


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Aad,  cloth'd  in  full  immortal  bloom, 
Attend  thee  to  the  skies. 

7  When  thy  triumphant  armies  sing 
The  honours  of  thy  name, 
And  heaven's  eternal  arches  ring; 
With  glory  to  the  Lamb. 
H  O  let  me  join  the  raptur'd  lays, 
And  with  the  blissful  throng, 
Resound  salvation,  power  and  praise, 
In  everlasting  song. 

HYMN  263.  P.  M\ 

1  A  RISE,  my  soul,  arise, 

jlV  Shake  off  thy  guilty  fears, 

The  bleeding  Sacrifice 
In  my  behalf  appears ; 
Before  the  thrcne  my  Saviour  stands ;. 
My  name  is  written  on  his  hands. 

2  He  ever  lives  above, 

For  me  to  intercede  ; 
With  his  redeeming  love, 

His  precious  blood  to  plead  $ 
His  blood  was  spilt  for  all  our  race, 
And  sprinkles  now  the  throne  of  grace. 

3  Five  bleeding  wounds  he  bears, 

Receiv'd  on  Calvary  ; 
They  pour  effectual  prayers, 

They  strongly  speak  for  me  : 
Forgive  him,  O  forgive  they  cry  ! 
Nor  let  that  ransom'd  sinner  die. 
1  The  Father  hears  him  pray, 

His  dear  annointed  one  ; 
He  cannot  turn  away 

The  presence  of  his  Son : 
His  Spirit  answers  to  the  blood, 
And  tells  me  1  am  bora  of  GocL 


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5  To  God  I'm  reconciPd, 

His  pard'ning  voice  I  hear  ;7 
He  owns  me  for  his  child, 
1  can  no  longer  fear  : 

With  confidence  I  now  draw  nigh, 

And  Father,  Abba  Father  !  cry. 

HYMN  269.  P.  M.     At  paring. 

J    gi^OR  a  season  call'd  to  part, 

JL     Let  us  now  ourselves  commend;, 
To  the  gracious  eye  and  heart 
Of  our  ever  present  Friend, 

•2  Jesus  hear  our  humble  prayer  ! 
Tender  Shepherd  of  thy  sheep! 
Let  thy  mercy  and  thy  care 
All  our  souls  in  safety  keep. 

3  In  thy  strengtk  may  we  be  strong, 

Sweeten  every  cross  and  pain; 
Give  us,  if  we  live  ;  ere  long 
In  thy  peace  to  meet  again. 

4  Then  if  thou  thy  help  afford, 

Ebenezers  shall  be  rear'd, 
And  our  souls  shall  praise  the  Lord;; 
Who  our  poor  petitions  heard. 

HYMN  270.  CM. 

Room  at  the  Gospel  Feast.     Luke  xiv.  22. 
*  t 

1  fglHE  King  of  heaven  his  table  spread^. 

_1_     And  dainties  crown  the  board  ; 
Not  paradise,  with  all  its  joys, 
Could  such  delight  afford. 

2  Pardon  and  peace  to  dying  men, 

And  endless  life  are  given; 
Through  the  rich  blood  that  Tesas  sfcetl 
To  rafte  eke  soul  t^haavea. 


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21  Yc  hungry  poor,  who  long-  have  stray'd. 
In  sin's  dark  mazes  come  ; 
Come  from  your  most  obscure  retreats, 
And  grace  shall  find  you  room, 

4  Millions  of  souls  in  glory  now, 
Were  fed  and  feasted  here  ; 
And  millions  more,  still  on  the  way, 
Around  che  board  appear. 

&  Yet  is  his  house  and  heart  so  large, 
That  millions  more  may  come, 
Nor  could  the  whole  assembled  world> 
O'er  fill  the  spacious  room. 

6  All  things  are  ready,  come  away, 
Nor  weak  excuses  frame  ; 
Crowd  to  your  places  at  the  feast, 
And  bless  the  Founder's  name, 

HYMN  271.  L.M. 

Set  Him  above  all  Principalities  anil    Poivers — Wot-t 

ihy  is  the  Lamb  that  ivas  slain,  to  receive  Glory  and 

Blessing.     Eph.  i.  21.     Rev.  v.  12. 

1  1VTOW  far  above  the  starry  skies, 
1~%      Our  Jesus  fills  his  brighter  throne,, 
Invisible  to  mortal  cyes; 


Lut  not  to  humble  faith 


unknown. 


[The  countless  hosts  that  round  him  stanch 

The  subjects  of  his  glorious  power, 
Fly  through  the  world  at  his  command*, 
Or  prostrate  at  his  feet  adoro. 

Satan  and  all  his  rebel  crew. 

Who  rag'd  to  pull  his  kingdom  down; 
Crush'd  by  his  hand,  in  ruin  now, 

Lie  trembling  at  hi-  awful  frown, 


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jt  His  name  above  all  creatures  great, 
He  all  sustains  and  all  controuls  ; 
Yet,  from  his  high  exalted  state, 

Looks  kindly  down  on  humble  souls.'] 

5  Though  in  the  glory  he  possest, 

Long  ere  this  world  or  time  began; 
He  shines  the  Son  of  God  confest, 
Yet  owns  himself  the  Son  of  man; 

$  Here  once  in  agonies  he  dy'd 

Now  in  the  heavens  he  ever  livesj 
Of  joy  there  pours  th'  eternal  tide, 
Here  saves  the  sinner  who  believe}, 
■7  Air  hail !  thou  great  Immanuel,  hail ! 
Ten  thousand  blessings  on  thy  name  I 
While  thus  thy  wond'rous  love  we  tell, 
Our  bosoms  feel  the  sacred  flame. 

8  Come,  quickly  come,  immortal  King  ! 
On  earth  thy  legal  honours  raise, 
The  full  salvation  promis'd  bring, 

Then  every  tongue, shall  sing  thy  praise-. 


HYMN  243.  C.  M.     After  Baptism. 


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RO CLAIM,   saith  Christ,  my  wond'rous 
grace 

To  all  the  sons  of  men  ; 
He  that  believes  and  is  baptiz'd, 
Salvation  shall  obtain. 


2  Let  plenteous  grace  descend  on  thosej 

Who,  hoping  in  thy  word, 
This  day  have  publickly  declar'd 
That  Jesus  is  their  Lord. 

3  With  cheerful  feet  may  they  advance; 

And  run  the  Christian  race  : 


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And,  through  the  troubles  of  the  way, 
Find  all-sufficient  grace. 

HYMN  273.  CM. 
Morning  before  Baptism  ;   or,  at  the  zvater  situ 

OW  great,  how  solemn  is  the  work. 
Which  we  attend  to  day  ! 
Now  for  a  holy,  solemn  frame. 
O  God,  to  thee  we  pray. 

O  may  we  feel  as  once  we  felt, 

When  pain'd  and  griev'd  at  heart ; 

Thy  kind,  forgiving,  melting  look, 
Keliev'd  our  every  smart. 

Let  grace  which  then  was  exercis'd, 

Be  exercis'd  again  ; 
And,  nurtur'd  by  celestial  power, 

In  exercise  remain. 

Awake  our  love,  our  fear,  our  hope, 

Wake  fortitude  and  joy  ; 
Vain  world  begone  ;  let  things  above, 

Our  happy  thoughts  employ. 

Whilst  thee,  our  Saviour  and  our  Lor<^ 

To  all  around  we  own  ; 
Drive  each  rebellious,  rival  lust, 

Each  traitor  from 'the  throne. 
Instruct  our  minds,  our  wills  subdue, 

To  heaven  our  passions  raise  ; 
That  hence  our  lives,  our  all  may  be 

Devoted  to  thy  praise. 


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HYMN  274.    P.M. 
Tie  Increase  of  the  Messiah's  Kingdnifr, 
LL  hail,  exalted  Lord  ! 
The  wond'rous  thiags  foretold  i 


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Of  thee  in  sacred  writ, 

With  joy  our  eyes  behold  J 
Still  does  thine  arm  new  trophies  we 
And  monuments  of  glory  rear. 

g       To  thee,  the  hoary  head, 
Its  silver  honours  pays, 
To  thee,  the  blooming  youtk 
Devotes  his  brightest  days  ; 
And  every  age  their  tribute  bring, 
And  bow  to  thee,  all-conquering  King! 

3  O  haste,  victorious  Prince, 
That  happy  glorious  day, 
When  souls,  like  drops  of  dew, 
Shall  own  thy  gentle  sway; 

#  may  it  bless  our  longing  eyes, 
And  bear  our  shouts  beyond  the  skig& 

4  All  hail,  triumphant  Lord  ! 
Eternal  be  thy  reign  ! 
Behold  the  nations  sue 

To  wear  thy  gentle  chain  ; 
When  earth  and  time  are  known  no  more, 
Thy  throne  shall  stand  forever  sure. 

HYMN  275.  P  M. 

May  the  Grace,  \zfc.  Cor.  xiii.  14* 

1  ~\jW  AY  the  grace  of  Christ  our  Saviour8 
JljJL     And  the  Father's  boundless  love, 
With  the  Holy  Epirit's  favour, 

Rest  upon  us  from  above. 
Thus  may  we  abide  in  union, 

With  each  other,  and  the  Lord  ; 
And  possess,  in  sweet  communion, 

Jcys  which  earth  caniiot  afforct 


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HYMN  276.  L.  M.     At  Dismiss™. 

i  ~|~|ISMISS  us  with  thy  blessing,  Lord,, 
JkJ     Help  us  to  feed  upon  thy  word; 
All  that  has  been  amiss,  forgive, 
And  let  thy  truth  within  us  live. 

2  Though  we  are  guilty  thou  art  good, 
Wash  all  our  works  in  Jesus'  blood; 
Give  every  fetter'd  soul  release, 
And  bid  us  all  depart  in  peace. 

HYMN  277.  P.  M.     A  Blessing  requested: 

1  rf^OM  E  thou  soul  transforming  Spirit, 
\J      Bless  the  sower  and  the  seed; 
Let  each  heart  thy  grace  inherit, 

Raise  the  weak,  the  hungry  feed ; 
From  the  gospel, 
From  the  gospel, 
Now  supply  thy  people's  need. 

2  O  may  all  enjoy  the  blessing, 

Which  thy  words  design'd  to  give  ; 
Let  us  all,  thy  love  possessing, 

Joyfully  the  truth  receive  : 
And  forever, 
And  forever, 
To  thy  praise  and  glory  live. 

HYMN  273.   P.  M.      /  will  not  lei  thee  go,  except 
thou  bless  me.      Gen.  xxxii.  21. 

1    "B"   ORD  I  cannot  let  thee  go, 

JLi     Till  a  blessing  thou  bestow  :  " 
Do  not  turn  away  thy  face, 
Mine's  an  urgent,  pressing  case. 

3  Dost  thou  ask  me  who  I  am, 

Ah,  my  Lord,  thou  know'st  mv  name! 


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Yet  the  question  gives  a  plea, 
To  support  my  suit  with  thee. 

3  Thou  didst  once  a  wretch  behold, 
In  rebellion  blindly  bold, 

Scorn  thy  grace,  thy  power  defy, 
That  poor  rebel,  Loid  was  I. 

4  Once  a  sinner,  near  despair, 
Sought  thy  mercy-scat  by  prayer,; 
Mercy  heard,  and  set  him  free  ; 
Lord,  that  mercy  came  to  me. 

5  Many  days  have  pass'd  since  then, 
Many  changes  I  have  seen  ; 

Yet  have  been  upheld  till  now, 
Who  could  hold  me  up  but  thou? 

6  Thou  hast  help'd  in  every  need, 
This  emboldens  me  to  plead 
Afier  so  much  mercy  past, 
Canst  thou  let  me  sink  at  last? 

7  No,  I  must  maintain  my  hold, 
'Tis  thy  goodness  makes  me  bold. 
I  can  no  denial  take, 

When  I  plead  for  Jesus  sake. 

HYMN  279.  CM.     Secret  Pray, 

2    I  /FATHER  divine,  thy  piercing  eye 
JS_        Sees  through  the  darkest  night; 
In  deep  retirement  thou  art  nigh, 
With  heart-discerning  sight. 

2  There  may  that  piercing  eye  survey, 

My  duteous  homage  paid, 
With  every  mornings  dawning  ray; 
And  every  evening's  sh^de, 

3  O  let  thy  own  celestial  fire, 

The  incense  still  inflame,- 


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While  my  warm  vows  to  thee  aspire* 
Through  my  Redeemer's  name. 

4  So  shall  the  visits  of  thy  love, 

My  soul  in  secret  bless ; 
So  shalt  thou  deign,  in  worlds  abov^f, 
Thy  suppliant  to  confess. 

5  Mercy,  good  Lord,  mercy  I  ask, 

This  ia  the  total  sum  ; 
Mercy  through  Christ,  is  all  my  sui^, 
Lord,  let  thy  mercy  come. 

HYMN  280.   L  M.      The  Christian  Warfare. 
\  1I1Y  Captain  sounds  th'  alarm  of  war, 
XX  ml  Awake  !  the  powers  of  hell  are  near 
To  arms !   to  arms  !   I  hear  him  cry, 
Ti.s  ycur'a  to  conquer  or  to  die. 

2  Rous'd  by  the  animated  sound, 
I  cast  my  eager  eyes  around  ; 
Make  h;iste  to  gird  my  armour  on, 
And  bid  each  trembling  fear  begon$. 

3  Hope  is  my  helmet,  faith  my  shield, 
Thy  word,  my  God,  the  sword  I  wield-; 
With  sacred  truth  my  loins  are  girt, 
Ar.d  holy  zeal  inspires  my  heart. 

4  Thus  arm'd,  I  venture  on  the  right, 
Resolv'd  to  put  my  foes  to  flight  ; 
While  Jesus  kindly  deigns  to  spread 
His  conqu'ring  banner  o'er  my  heach 

5  In  him  I  hope,  in  him  I  trust ; 

His  bleeding  cross,  is  all  my  boast ; 
Through  troops  of  foes  he  li  lead  me  ep 
To  vict'rv  and  the  victor's  crown. 


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HYMN  281.  CM.    Fear  n$t, 

*  "Y^E  trembling  souls,  dismiss  your  fears,. 
X       Be  mercy  all  your  theme  ; 
Mercy,  which  like  a  river  flows 
in  one  continued  stream. 

2  Fear  not  the  powers  of  earth  and  hell, 

God  will  these  powers  restrain  ; 
His  mighty  arm  their  rage  repel, 
And  make  their  efforts  vain. 

3  Fear  not  the  want  of  outward  good,. 

He  will  for  his  provide  ; 
Grant  them  supplies  of  daily  food. 
And  give  them  heaven  beside, 

4  Fear  not  that  he  will  e'er  forsake, 

Or  leave  his  work  undone; 
He's  faithful  to  his  promises, 
And  faithful  to  his  Sou. ' 

5  Fear  not  the  terrors  of  the  grave, 

Or  death's  tremendous  sting; 
He  will  from  endless  wrath  preserve, 
To  endless  glory  bring. 

S  You  in  his  wisdom,  power  and  grace, 
May  confidently  trust  ; 
His  wisdom  guides,  his  power  protects^ 
His  grace  rewards  the  just. 

HYMN  282.   S.  M.     Christian  Love.     Gal.  ill.  2lfc 

1   *F   ET  party  names  no  "more, 

JlA  _  The  Christian  world  o'er  spread  : 
Gentile  and  Jew.  and  bond  and  free, 
Are  one  in  Christ  their  head. 
3  Among  the  saints  on  earth, 
Let  mutual  love  be  fcund  ; 


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Heirs  of  the  same  inheritance, 
With  mutual  blessings  crown'd. 

Let  envy,  child  of  htil  ! 

Be  banish'd  far  away  ; 
Those  should  in  strictest  friendship  dwel}. 

Who  the  same  Lord  obey. 

Thus  will  the  church  below 

Resemble  that  above, 
Where  streams  of  pleasure  ever  flow, 

And  every  heart  is  love. 

HYMN  283.    L-  M. 
The  Excellency  of  the  Priesthood  of  Christ. 

*^\  TONG  all  the  priests  of  Jewish  race, 

i.T  JL  Jesus  the  most  illustrious  stands  ; 
That  radient  beauty  of  his  face, 
Superior  love  and  awe  demands. 

Not  Aaron  or  Melchizedek, 
Could  claim  such  high  descent  as  he ; 
His  nature  and  his  name  bespeak 
His  unexampled  pedigree. 

Descended  from  the  eternal  God, 
He  bears  the  name  of  his  own  Son  ; 
And  dress'd  in  human  flesh  and  blood, 
He  puts  his  priestly  garment  on. 

The  mitred  crown,  th'  embroider *d  vest* 
With  graceful  dignity  he  wears  ; 
And  in  full  splendour  in  his  breast., 
The  sacred  oracle  appears. 

Lo  he  presents  his  sacrifice, 
An  ofF'ririg  most  divinely  sweet  ;• 
While  clouds  of  fragrant  incense  rise. 
And  eover  •'«•  tke  mercy-seat* 


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6  The  Father  with  approving  smile., 
Accepts  the  off  "ring  of  his  Son  ; 
New  joy  the  wond'ring  Angels  feel, 
And  haste  to  bear  the  tidings  dowa. 

f  Tire  welcome  news  their  lips  repeat, 
Give  sacred  pleasure  to  my  breast : 
Henceforth  my  soul,  thy  cause  commit 
To  Christ  thy  Advocate  and  Priest. 

HYMN  284.  P.  M.     High  Prhsi, 

1  k     GOOD  High  Priest  is  come, 
J\-  Supplying  Aaron's  place, 
And  taking  up  his  room, 
Dispensing  life  and  grace  : 

The  law  by  Aaron's  priesthood  came* 
But  grace  and  truth  by  Jesus'  name; 

2  My  Lord  a  Priest  is  made, 
As  sware  the  mighty  God, 
To  Israel  and  his  seed 
Ordain'd  to  offer  blood  : 

For  sinners  who  his  mercy  seek, 
A  Priest,  as  was  Melchizedek. 

3  He  once  temptation  knew, 
Of  every  sort  and  kind, 
That  he  might  succour  show 
To  every  tempted  mind  : 

In  every  point  the  Lamb  was  try'd, 
Like  us,  and  then  for  us  he  dy'd. 

4  He  dies,  but  lives  again, 
And  by  the  altar  stands  ; 
There  shews  how  he  was  slain, 
Op'ning  his  pierced  hands. 

Our  Priest  abides  and  pleads  the  cause 
Of  those  who  have  transgress 'd  his  htws. 


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I  I  other  priests  disclaim, 

Their  laws  and  ofTerings  to«, 

None  but  the  bleeding  Lamb 

The  mighty  work  can  do  : 
He  shall  have  all  the  praise,  for  he 
Hath  lov'd,  and  dy'd,  and  lives  for  rae. 

HYMN  2S5.   C.  M.   The  Christian  Fareivdh 

1  T^  ARE  WELL  my  brethren,  all  farewell; 
'  JT     I  leave  you  with  the  Lord  ; 

O  may  you  shun  the  paths  of  hell, 
Bv  cleaving  to  his  word. 

2  You  are  most  near  and  dear  to  me: 

I  have  you  in  my  heart  ; 
Yet  the  best  friends  must  sever'd  bel 
So  you  and  I  must  part. 

%  Although  1  leave  you  for  a  whi!<f, 
I'll  meet  you  once  again, 
And  if  it  be  not  in  this  world, 
'Twill  be  on  Canaan's  plain. 

4  There  we  shall  meet  and  never  part, 
And  see  the  King  most  glorious  ! 
"With  harp  in  hand  we  al!  shall  stand, 
And  strike  one  note  melodious. 

J  My  counsel  unto  you  I  give, 
That  you  do  all  stand  fast, 
In  the  sweet  doctrine  you've  received, 
Of  being  sav'd  by  grace. 

6  In  holiness  of  life  and  word, 

And  evidence  of  this, 
Walk  in  the  road  the  Lord  hath  said. 
And  you  shall  never  miss. 

7  For  morning  clothes  put  ye  on  those. 

.  Faith  and  Hope,  with  Charity, 


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Next  unto  this  the  garment  is, 
The  soft  and  blest  Humility. 

9  And  for  the  sword  the  word  of  God, 
With  the  helmet  cf  salvation; 
You  need  not  fear,  but  persevere 
To  heaven  your  habitation. 

HYMN  286.   C.  M.      The  Misery  of  being  swftfe. 
out  God  in  this  world ;   or  vain  Prosperity. 

1  "VTO !   I  shall  envy  them  no  more, 
In    Who  grow  profanely -great, 
Though  they  increase  their  golden  store. 

And  rise  to  wond'rous  height. 

2  They  taste  of  all  the  joys  that  grow, 

Upon  this  earthly  clod  ; 
Well — they  may  search  the  creature  through, 
For  they  have  ne'er  a  God. 

5  Shake  off  the  thought  of  dying  too, 
And  think  your  life  your  own  ; 
But  death  comes  hast'ning  on  to  you, 
To  mow  your  glory  down. 

4  Yes — you  must  bow  your  stately  head.:- 

Away  your  spirit  flies, 
And  no  kind  Angel  near  your  bed, 
To  bear  it  to  the  skies. 

5  Go  now,  and  borCst  of  all  your  stores, 

Aud  tell  how  bright  they  shine  ; 
Your  heaps  of  glitt'ring  dust  are  your's. 
And  my  Redeemer's  mine  ! 

HYMN  287.    C.    M.      The  Hopes  of  Hec^, : 
Support  under  Trials  on  Earth. 


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THEN  \  can  read  my  title  clear, 
To  sMir&ions  in  the  side1?, 


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1 11  bid  farewell  to  cv'ry  fear, 

And  wipe  my  weeping  eyes. 

'J  Should  earth  against  my  soul  cno\icre 

And  hellish  darts  be  hurl'd, 

Then  I  can  smile  at  Satan's  rage, 

And  f;tce  a  frowning  world. 

3  Let  cares,  like  a  wide  deluge  com?. 

And  storm?  of  sorrow  fall ; 
May  I  but  safely  reach  my  home. 
My  God,  my  Heaven,  my  All. 

4  There  shall  I  bathe  my  weary  soul, 

In  seas  of  heavenly  rest ; 
And  not  a  wave  of  trouble  roll, 
Across  my  peaceful  breast. 

HYMN  238.  CM. 
A  State  of  Nature  and  of  Grace.  1  Cor.  vi.  10,11, 

1   ^T°T  the  Inauoious  or  profane, 
-LI    The  wanton  or  the  proud, 
Nor  thieves,  nor  sland'rers  shall  obtain 
The  kingdom  of  our  God. 

?  Surprizing  grace  !  and  such  were  we 
By  nature  and  by  sin, 
Poor  in  a  world  of  misery, 
,  Unholy  and  unclean. 

I  But  we  are  wa*h'd  in  Jesus'  blood, 
We're  pardon'd  through  his  name  : 
A-m.1  the  good  .spirit  of  our  God, 

Has  sanctify 'd  our  frame. 
O  for  a  persevering  pow'r 

To  keep  thy  just  commands  ' 
We  would  defile  our  hearts  no  rnc   - 
No  more  pollute  our  hand- 
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HYMN  28*  S.  M. 

Christ  Unseen  and  Beloved.    1  Peter  i.  I. 

!  T^T^T  w\\\\  our  mortal  eyes, 
I.*     Have  we  beheld  the  Lord; 
Yet  we  rejoice  to  hear  his  name, 
And  love  him  in  his  word. 
2  On  earth  we  w  nt  the  sight, 
Of  our  Redeemer's  face; 
Yet  Lord  our  inmost  thoughts  delight- 
To  dwell  upon  thy  grace. 

•3   And  when  we  taste  thy  love, 
Our  joys  divinely  grow 
Unspeakable,  like  those  above, 
And  heaven  begins  beiow. 

HYMN  -'90.  L.M. 

Melievcrt  Buried  -with  Christ  in  Baptism.  ROBi.vi.  $ 

1   IT&O  we  not  know  that  solemn  word. 
JL7    f  hat  we  are  bury'd  with  the  Lord  ; 
Baptiz'd  into  his  death,  aud  then 
Put  off  the  body  of  our  sin  ? 

$  Our  souls  receive  div,ner  breath, 

Rais'dfrom  corruption,  guilt  and  deatlv; 
So  from  the  grave  did  Christ  arise, 
And  lives  to  God  above  the  skies. 

5  No  more  let  sin  or  Satan  reign, 
Over  our  mortal  flesh  again  ! 
The  various  lusts  we  serv'd  before, 
Shidl  have  dominion  now  no  more. 

HYMN   291.  CM.    Love  to  God. 

1  "FTAPPY  the  heart  where  love  doth  reign, 
MA   Where  love  inspires  the  breast ; 
Love  is  the  brightest  of  the  train, 
And  strengthens  all  the  rest* 


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•3  Knowledge,  a!as  I  'tis  all  in  vai% 
And  all  in  vain  our  fear  ; 
Our  stubborn  sins  will  fight  and  reigftj 
If  love  be  absent  there. 
9  'Tis  love  that  makes  our  cheerful  feet, 
In  swift  obedience  move ; 
The  devils  know  and  tremble  too, 
But  Satan  does  not  love. 
.i  This  is  that  pow'r  that  lives  and  sing*. 
When  faith  and  hope  shall  cease; 
'Tis  this  shall  strike  our  joyful  string, 
In  the  sweet  realms  of  bliss. 

3  Before  we  quite  forsake  our  clay, 
Or  leave  this  dark  abode, 
Let  wings  of  love  bear  us  awayj 
To  see  our  smiling  God. 

HYMN  293.   CM.  Warning  to  the  Tout*. 

1  TJEMEMBER'  sinful  youth,  you  must  die. 
m\j  you  must  die, 

Remember  sintul  youth,  you  must  die, 
Remember  sinful  youth,  you  must  die, 
Remember  sinfulyouth,  who  hate  the  way  of  trutlt, 
And  in  your  pleasures  boast,  you  must  die,  &e. 

2  Uncertain  are  your  days  here  below,  &c. 
Uncertain  are  your  days  here  below ; 
Uncertain  are  your  days,  for  God  has  many  wavs, 
To  bring  you  to  your  graves  here  below,  &c.' 

3  tad  if  you  travel  down  the  broad  road,  &•. 
And  if  you  travel  down  the  broad  road, 
Andiiyou  travel  down,  to  darknessyou  are  bound, 
Eternally  around,  the  broad  road,  &c. 

4  To  a  dreadful  judgment  day  you  are  bound, &£% 
To  a  dreadful  judgment  day  you  are  bounds 


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%o  a  dreadful  judgment  day,  be  your  thoughts 

whate'er  they  may, 
Nor  can  you  it  delay — you  are  bound,  &c. 

5  The  God  who  built  the  skies,  great  1  AM,  &c. 
The  God  who  built  the  skies,  great  I  AM,  [iie, 
The  God  who  built  the  sky,  has  said,  and  cannot 
Impenitcnts  must  die,  and  be  damn'd,  &c. 

€  And  O  my  friends,  don't  ycu,  I  entreat,  &c. 

And  O  my  friends,  don't  you,  I  entreat, 

And  O  my  friends,  don't  you  your  carnal  mirth 

pursue, 
Your  guilty  souls  undo — I  entreat,  &c. 

7   Unto  the  Saviour  flee,  escape  for  life,  &c. 
Unto  the  Saviour  flee;  escape  for  life, 
Unto  the  Saviour  flee,  lest  death  eternal  be, 
Your  final  destiny — escape  for  life,  escape  for  life. 

HYMN  293.  C  M.  Address  to  all. 

\  ~W  SING  a  song  which  doth  belong, 
JL     To  all  the  human  race, 
Concerning  death,  which  steals  the  breath, 
And  blasts  the  comely  face. 

2  Come  listen  all  unto  my  call, 

Which  I  do  make  to  day, 
For  you  must  die  as  well  as  I, 
And  pass  from  hence  away. 

3  N»  human  power  can  stop  the  hour, 

Wherein  a  mortal  dies  ; 
A  Caesar  may  be  great  to  day, 
Yet  death  may  close  his  eyes. 

4  Though  some  do  strive  and  do  arrive., 

To  riches  and  renown  ; 
'Enjoying  health,  and  swim  in  wealth.;, 
Yet  Deatk  will  bring  them  dowir: 


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*  Though  beauty  grace  your  comely  face,, 

With  roses  white  and  red, 
A  dying  fall  will  spoil  it  all, 
For  Absalom  is  dead. 

•  Though  you  require  thf  best  attire, 

Appearing  fine  and  fair, 
Yet  Death  will  come  into  the  room,, 
And  strip  you  of  them  there. 

7  For  princes  high,  and  beggars  die, 
And  mingle  with  the  dust  ; 
The  rich,  the  brave,  the  poorest  slave, 
The  wicked  and  the  just. 

HYMN  294.  P.  M.    By  Mr.  Fouutafy. 

1  O  INKERS,  now  we  call  upon  you, 
C/  In  the  name  of  Christ  cur  Lord  ; 
We  have  brought  a  message  from  hirs£ 

Pay  attention  to  his  word. 
He  hath  sent  us,  &c.  &c. 
Pay  attention  to  his  word. 

2  Think  what  you  have  all  been  doing ; 

Think  what  rebels  you  have  been  ; 
You  have  spent  your  lives  in  nothing 
But  in  adding  sin  to  sin: 
All  your  actions,  &c.  &c. 
One  continued  scene  of  six'. 

*>  Yet  your  long  abused  Saviour, 
Sends  to  you  a  message  mild;; 
Loth  to  execute  his  vengeance, 
Prays  you  to  be  reconcil'd. 
Hear  him  woo  you,  &c.  &e. 
Sianers  now  be  reconcil'd. 

4  Pardon  now  is  freely  publish'd., 
Through  a  Mediator's  blood, 


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He  is  now  the  true  atonement, 

Through  him  you  may  come  to  Gd'd*. 
Wond'rcus  mercy,  &c.  &c. 
See!  it  flows  thiough  Jesus'  bloe<K 

■5  In  his  name  we  now  entreat  you, 
To  accept  this  act  of  grace  ; 
This  the  day  of  your  acceptance, 
Listen  to  the  terms  of  peace  : 
We  beseech  you.  &c.  &c. 
Listen  to  the  terms  of  peace. 

»  Having  thus  proclaim'd  our  message/, 

All  with  heavenly  mercy  fraught, 

We  shall  now  inform  our  Master,, 

Whether  you  accede  or  not. 

Give  an  answer,  &c  &c. 

Will  you  now  accede  or  not? 

HYMN  295.  C.  M.    Perfect  Ltvi 

1  XTES,  perfect  love  is  perfect  bliss., 
A     Proof  rises  all  around  ; 
Nor  can  felicity  like  this, 

Through  earth  or  heaven  be  foun& 

9  This  is  the  joy,  if  joy  I  know, 
That  can  delight  impart; 
Warm  as  the  ruby  tides  that  flow, 
fncessant  from  my  heart. 

3  This  is  the  joy  that  Angels  feel, 
Where  harps  celestial  move  ; 
And  the  fierce  anguish  known  in  helh, 
Is  perfect  want  of  love. 

4.  Say,  is  not  this  the  dazzling  light, 
That  decks  the  seraph's  crown  ; 
What  is  perdition's  tenfold  night, 
JBut  Jove's  etereal  frown  ? 


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HYMN   296.  C.  M.  Address  to  a  Child. 

1  TTVUN,  Oh  my  babe,  I'd  have  thee  know. 
JL      The  Uod  whom  Angels  love  : 
And  teach  thee  feeble  strains  below, 
A  kin  to  their's  above. 

2-  Oh  !  when  thy  lisping-  tongue  shall  read, 
Of  truth  divinely  sweet ; 
May'st  thou  a  little  child  indeed, 
Sit  down  at  Jesus'  feet. 

3  I'll  move  thine  ear,  I'll  point  thine  eye, 

But  ah  !  the  inward  part — 
Great  God  the  Spirit,  hear  the  sigh„ 
That  tr.mbles  through  my  heart. 

4  Break  with  thy  mortal  beam  benign, 

O'er  all  the  mental  wild  ! 
Sright  on  the  human  chaos  shine, 
And  sanctify  my  child  ! 


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HYMN  297.    S.  M. 

A  broken  heart  and  a  bleedin?  Sovitui 

NTO  thine  altar,  Lord, 
A  broken  heart  I  bring  ; 
\nd  wilt  thou  graciously  accept 
Of  such  a  worthless  thing  ? 


3  To  Christ  the  bleeding  Lamb, 
My  faith  directs  its  eyes  ; 
Thou  m ay 'r.t  reject  that  worthless  thh 
But  not  his  sacrifice. 

3  When  he  gave  up  the  ghost, 
The  Lord  was  satisfy'd  ; 
And  now  to  its  most  righteous  clnim^ 
f  answer — Jesws  dy'd. 


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HYMN  298.    P.  M. 

An  Imitation  of  a  Hymn  composed  by  a  Hindoo.,  hv.tht 

Bengal  language.,  in  1  788. 

1  ~^!57"HO   besides  can  man  recover, 

V  T      Or  who  else  restore  to  light  • 
Who  but  Christ  that  heavenly  lover, 
Save  from  everlasting  night  ? 
Who  besides  him. 
Save  from  sin's  eternal  night  ? 

2  Lo  !  that  Lord  the  Son  of  God  is  ; 

Through  him  saving  blessings  flow; 
And  the  sinner  that  adores,  him, 
Will  get  o'er  eternal  woe  : 

Who  besides  him. 

Can  redeem  from  endless  woe? 

3  In  this  world  with  sin  defiled. 

There  is  none  exempt  from  blame  ; 
He  who  saves  the  world  excepted, 
Jesus  is  the  Saviour's  name  ; 
Jesus,  Jesus, 
Is  the  mighty  Saviour's  name. 

4  That  dear  Lord  from  heaven  descended-; 

Rebels  to  redeem  like  me  : 
Whosoe'er  hath  f^ith  t'  adore  him, 
That's  the  man  that  can  get  free;. 

Who  but  Jesus 

Can  set  captive  sinners  free  ? 

5  He  the  Author  of  Salvation,  * 

With  an  heavenly  form   we  cwn 
As,  the  universal  Saviour  ; 
As  tlie  way  to  heaven  alone  : 
Jesus,  Jesus, 
>s  t>he  way  to  heaven  al»»e. 


6  Hear,  •  son?  ot  men,  hi*  savings, 

For  his  words  are  very  true  ; 
"  Come  to  me   whoso  is  thirsty  ; 
Living  streams,  I'll  give  to  you." 
Who  besides  him, 
Living  streams  can  give  to  ycii. 

7  Having  found  the  Friend  substantial; 

Therefore,  O  my  soul,  adore, 
Saviour?  '  there  are  none  beside  him, 
Vain  'twill  be  to  seek  for  more. 

None  but  Jesus, 

Can  a  ruin'd  soul  restore. 

HYMN    299.     S.  M.      Forgiveness   ^  Sin. 

1  £^k    BLESSED  s<uls  are  they, 
\_W    Whose  sins  are  cover'd  o'er  ! 
Divinely  blest,  to  whom  the  Lord 

Imputes  their  guilt  no  more  ! 

2  They  mourn  their  follies  past, 

^nd  keep  thfir  hearts  with  care.; 
Their  lips  and  lives  without  deceit. 
Shall  prove  their  faith  sincere. 

3  While  I  conceai'd  my  guilt, 

I  felt  the  fest'ring  wound  ; 

Till  f  confe-s'd  my  sins  to  thee, 

And  ready  pardon  founds 

4  Let  sinners  le.:rn  to  pray, 

Let  saints  keep  ne^.r  the  throne; 
Our  help  in  times  of  deep  distress 
Is  found  in  God  alone. 

HYMN  -500.    L.M.   A  Penitent  pleading  for  far dn: 
1    O  HEW  pity  Lord  O  Lord  forgive, 

£J   Let  a  repenting   rebel  live  ; 

Are  not  thy  mercies  large  and  free  ? 

May  not  a  sinner  tru3t  in  thee  ? 
N  2 


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2  My  crimes  are  great,  but  not  surpass 
The  power  and  glory  of  thy  grace  ; 
Creat  God,  thy  nature  hath  no  bound;, 
So  let  thy  pard'ning  love  be  found, 

}  O  wash  my  soul  from  every  sin, 
And  make  my  guilty  conscience  clean  : 
Here  on  my  heart  the  burden  lies,  _ 

And  past  offences  pain  mine  eyes. 

4  My  lips  with  shame  my  sins  confess, 
Against  thy  law,  against  thy  grace  ; 
Lord  should  thy  judgment  grow  severe, 
1  am  condemn'd  but  thou  art  clear. 

.3  Should  sudden  vengeance  seize  my  breath. 
I  must  pronounce  thee  just  in  death; 
And  if  my  soul  were  sent  to  hell, 
Thy  righteous  law  approves  it  well. 

Q  Yet  save  a  trembling  sinner,  Lord, 

Whose  hope,  still  hov'ring  round  thy  word, 
Would  light  on  some  sweet  promise  there, 
Some  sure  support  against  despair. 

HYMN   301.   C.  M.      The  morning  of  a  Lor£s  day. 

1  T71  ARLY  my  God  without  delay, 
J[!i     I  haste  to  seek  thy  face; 
My  thirsty  spirit  faints  away, 

Without  thy  cheering  grace. 

2  So  pilgrims  on  the  scorching  sand, 

Beneath  a  burning  sky, 
Long  for  a  cooling  stream  at  hand, 
And  they  must  drink  or  die. 

P.  I've  seen  thy  glory  and  thy  power, 
Through  all  thy  temple  shine  ; 
My  God  repeat  that  heavenly  hour. 
That  yisioa  so  divide  ! 


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±  Not  rH  the  blessings  of  a  feast. 
Can  please  my  soul  so  well, 
As  when  thy  richer  grace  I  taste. 
And  in  thy  presence  dwell. 

S  Not  life  itself  with  all  its  joys-, 
Can  my  best  passions  move. 
Or  raise  so  high  my  cheerful  voice;, 
As  thy  forgiving  love. 

-#  Thus,  till  my  last  expiring  day, 
I'll  bless  my  God  and  King  ; 
Thus  will  1  lift  my  hands  to  pray., 
And  tune  my  lips  to  sing. 

rlY  MN   SO  2.  S.  M.      An  Hosanna  for  the  Lord'* 
Day  ;   or,  a  Nezv  Song  of  Salvation  by  Cbtiit. 

1  OEE  what  a  living  stone, 
IO     The  builders  did  refuse, 

Yet  God  hath  built  his  church  thereon, 
In  spite  of  envious  Jews. 

2  The  scribe  and  angry  priest, 

Reject  thine  only  Son  : 
Yet  on  this  Rock  shall  Zion  rest^ 
As  the  chief  corner-stone. 

3  The  work,  O  Lord  is  thine, 

And  wond'rous  in  our  eye$4; 
This  day  declares  it  all  divine* 
This  day  did  Jesus  rise. 

4  This  is  the  glorious  day, 

That  our  Redeemer  made  ; 
Let  us  rejoice,  and  sing,  and  pray, 
Let  all  the  church  be  glad, 
3  Hosanna  to  the  King 

Of  David's  royal  blood  ; 


300, 

Bless  him,  ye  saints !  he  comes  to  bring 
Salvation  from  your  God. 

9  We  bless  thy  holy  word, 

Which  ail  this  grace  displays  ; 
And  offer  on  thine  altar,  Lord, 
Our  sacrifice  of  praise. 


HYMN  303.  P.  M.    The  Heavenly  Unior. 

ROM  whence  doth  this  Union  ari.-e. 
hat  hatred  is  conqu.r'd  by  iove  ; 


3   XfRC 


It  fastens  our  souls  in  such  ties, 

That  nature  and  time  can't  remove: 

2  It  cannot  in  Eden  be  found, 

Nor  yet  in  the  Paradise  lost ; 
It  grows  on  ImmanuePs  ground, 
And  Jesus'  dear  blood  it  did  cost. 

3  My  friends  are  so  dear  unto  me, 

Our  hearts  all  united  in  love  ; 
Where  Jesus  is  gene  we  shall  be, 
In  yonder  blest  mansions  above. 

4  O  why  then  so  loth  for  to  part, 

bince  we  shall  e'er  long  meet  again, 
ingrav'd  on  Immanuei's  heart, 
At  distance  we  cannot  remain. 

s  And  when  we  shall  see  that  bright  day, 
United  with  angels  above, 
No  longer  confin'd  to  our  clay, 
O'erwheim'd  in  the  ocean  of  love. 

6  O  then  with  our  Jesus  we'll  reijrn. 
And  ah  h"s  bright  giory  shali  see, 
And  sing  alleluia,  amen, 
Amen,  evea  so  let  it  W- 


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HYMN  304.  L.  M.  The  Uve  of  Christ  shed  abriad 
in  the  Heart.   Eph.  iii.   16,  &c. 

1  /10ME  dearest  Lord,  descend  and  dwell, 
\J   By  faith  and  love  in  ev'ry~  breast ; 
Then  shall  we  know,  and  taste  and  feeL, 
The  joys  that  cannot  be  express'd. 

2  Come  fill  our  hearts  with  inward  strength. 
Make  our  enlarged  souls  possess  ; 

And  learn  the  height,  and  breadth  and  length,;, 
Of  thine  immeasurable  grace. 

*,  Now  to  the  God  whose  power  can  do, 
More  than  our  thoughts  and  wishes  know,; 
Be  everlasting  honours  done. 
By  all  the  Church,  through  Christ  his  Son. 

HYMN  305.    C.  M. 
The  Death  and  Burial  fa  Saint. 

}  "WfHY  do  we  mourn  departing  friends, 
TT      Or  shake  at  death's  alarms  ? 
'Tis  but  the  voire  that  Jesus  sends, 
To  call  them  to  his  arms. 

2  Are  we  not  tending  upward  too, 

As  fast  as  time  can  move  ? 
Nor  wouid  we  wish  the  hours  more  slow^ 
To  keep  us  from  our  love. 

3  Why  should  we  tremble  to  convey, 

Their  bodies  to  the  tomb; 
There  the  dear  flesh  of  Jesus  Ly, 
And  left  a  long  perfume. 

4  The  graves  of  all  the  saints  he  blesi'd; 

And  soften'd  ev'ry  bed  ; 
Where  should  the  dying  members  rest, 
But  with  their  dying  head  ? 


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q-  Thence  Ue  arose,  ascending  higk. 
And  shew'd  our  feet  the  way  : 
Up  to  the  Lord  our  souls  shall  fly. 
At  the  great  rising-day. 

6  Then  let  the  last  loud  trumpet  sounl. 
And  bid  our  kindred  rise  : 
Awake  ye  nations  under  ground  ; 
Ye  saints  ascend  the  skies. 

HYMN  306.    S.  M. 
The  Lord's- Day  :   or,  Delight  in  Ordinance's, 

1  Tl;rELCOME  sweet  day  of  rest, 

▼  ▼     That  saw  the  Lord  arise  ; 
Welcome  to  this  reviving  breast, 
'  And  these  rejoicing  eyes  ! 

2  The  King  himself  comes  near, 

And  feasts  his  saints  to-day  ; 
Here  we  may  sit  and  see  him  here, 
And  love,  and  praise  and  pray. 

5  One  day  amidst  the  place, 

Where  my  dear  God  is  seen, 
Is  sweeter  than  ten  thousand  days 
Of  pleasurable  sin. 

4-  My  willing  soul  would  stay, 
In  such  a  frame  as  this ; 
And  sit  and  sing  herself  away, 
To  everlasting  bliss. 

HYMN  307.    S.  M.     Heavenly  joy  on  Earth 

COME  we  who  love  the  Lord, 
And  let  our  joys  be  known ; 
Join  in  a  song  with  sweet  accord, 
Amd  thn-s  surround  the  thro»e: 


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'J  Let  sorrows  of  the  mind 

Be  baniih'd  from  the  place  . 
Religion  never  was  design'd, 
To  make  cur  pleasures  lcs9. 
3  Let  those  now  learn  to  sing, 
Who  never  knew  our  God  ; 
And  fav'rites  of  the  heavenly  King; 
Should  speak  their  joys  abroad. 

•*  The  God  who  rules  on  high. 

And  thunders  when  he  please, 
Who  rides  upon  the  siormy  sky, 
And  manages  the  seas. 

5  This  powerful  God  is  ours, 

Our  Father  and  our  love  ; 
He  will  send  down  his  heavenly  power* 
To  carry  us  above. 

6  There  we  shall  see  his  face, 

And  never,  never  sin ; 
There  from  the  rivers  cf  his  grace, 
Drink  endless  pleasures  in. 

7  Yes  and  before  we  rise, 

To  that  immortal  state, 
The  thoughts  of  such  amazing  bliss; 
Should  constant  joys  create. 

i  The  men  of  grace  have  found, 
Glory  begun  below ; 
Celestial  fruits  on  earthly  ground, 
From  faith  and  hope  may  grow. 

9  The  hill  of  Zion  yields, 

A  thousand  sacred  sweets, 
Before  we  reach  the  heavenly  field?. 
Or  walk  the  golden  streets. 

10  Then  let  our  songs  abounds 

And  ev'ry  tear  be  dryj 


We're  marching  through  Immanu el's  ground, 
1  o  fairer  worlds  on  high. 

HYMN  308.  L.  M. 
The  Operations  of  the  Holy  Spirit. 

i  T71  TERNAL  Spirit !   we  confess, 

jLd    And  sing  the  wonders  of  thy  grace  *- 
Thy  pow'r  conveys  our  blessings  down 
From  God  the  Father,  through  the  Som 

:2  Enlighten'd  by  thine  heavenly  ray, 
Our  shade*  and  darkness  turn  to  day: 
Thine  inward  teachings  make  us  know, 
Our  danger  and  our  refuge  too, 

3  Thy  pow'r  and  glory  work  within, 
"And  break  the  chains  of  reigning  sin  ; 
Do  our  imperious  lusts  subdue, 

And  form  our  wretched  hearts  anew. 

4  The  troubled  conscience  knows  thy  voice'; 
Thy  cheering  words  awake  our  joys  ; 
Thy  words  allay  the  stormy  wind, 

And  calm  the  surges  of  the  mind. 

HYMN  309.   S.  M.     Faith  in  Christ  our  Saerfcc 

1  ~\JO  T  all  the  blood  of  beasts, 
l^i     On  Jewish  altars  shin, 

Could  give  the  guilty  conscience  peace. 
Or  wa-Ji  away  the  stain. 

2  But  Christ,  the  heavenly  Lamb, 

Takes  all  our  sins  away; 
A  sacrifice  of  nobier  name, 
And  richer  blood  than  they; 

3  My  faith  would  lay  her  hand, 

'On  that  dear  head  of  thine, 

while   like  a  penitent,  I  stand; 

And  there  confess  my  sins, 


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4  My  smA  looks  back  to  see 

The  burdens  thou  didst  bear, 
When  hanging  on  the  cursed  tree, 
And  hopes  her  guilt  was  there. 

5  Believing,  we  rejoice 

To  see  the  curse  remove; 
We  bless  the  Lamb  with  cheerful  voice^ 
And  sing  his  bleeding  love. 

HYMN  310.  L.  M.    FeSv  saved;   or,  the  almost 
Christian,  the  Hypocrite,  and  Afrostatt. 

1  T1ROAD  is  the  road  that  leads  to  death  ; 
M-J  And  thousands  walk  together  there  ; 
But  wisdom  shews  a  narrow  path, 

With  here  and  there  a  traveller. 

2  "  Deny  thyself,  and  take  the  cross," 
Is  the  Redeemer's  great  command  ! 
Nature  must  count  her  gold  but  dros§, 
If  she  would  gain  this  heavenly  land. 

:3  The  fearful  soul  that  tires  and  faints, 
And  walks  the  ways  of  God  no  more, 
Is  but  esteem 'd  almost  a  saint, 
And  makes  his  own  destruction  sure. 

4  Lord,  let  not  all  my  hopes  be  vain; 
Creite  my  heart  entirely  new ; 
Which  hypocrites  could  ne'er  attain, 
Which  false  apostates  never  knew. 

HYMN  311.   CM.   Tie  Invitation  of  the  Gospd, 
or,  Spi>itital  Food  and  Clothing.   Isa.  lv.  1,  2. 

i-   ~¥   ET  ev'ry  mortal  ear  attend, 
JLA  And  ev'ry  heart  rejoice  ; 
The  trumpet  of  the  gospel  sounds 
With  an  inviting  voice. 


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£  Ho  I  all  ye  hungry,  starving  souls. 
Who  feed  upon  the  wind, 
And  vainly  strive  with  earthly  toys, 
To  fill  an  empty  mind. 

5  Eternal  wisdom  has  prepar'd 
A  soul-reviving  feast, 
And  bids  your  longing  appetites,, 
The  rich  provision  taste. 

4  Ho  !  ye  who  pant  for  living  streams, 

And  pine  away,  awd  die  ; 
Here  you  may  quench  your  raging  thirst  v 
With  springs  that  never  dry. 

5  Rivers  of  love  and  mercy  here., 

In  a  rich  ocean  join  : 
Salvation  in  abundance  flows, 
Like  floods  of  milk  and  wine, 

©  Ye  perishing,  and  naked  poor, 
Who  work  with  mighty  pain, 
To  weave  a  garment  of  your  owri, 
That  will  not  hide  your  sin  ; 

%  Come  naked,  and  adorn  your  souls, 
In  robes  prepar'd  by  God, 
Wrought  by  the  labours  of  his  Son., 
And  dy'd  in  his  own  blood. 

§  Dear  God !  the  treasures  of  thy  love 
Are  everlasting  mines, 
Deep  as  our  helpless  mis'ries  are, 
And  boundless  as  our  sins  ! 

9  The  happy  gates  of  gospel  grace, 
Stand  open  night  and  day  ; 
bord  we  are  come  to  seek  supplies^ 
A  ad  drive  «or  wants  away. 


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HYMN  SI*,  a  M 
Spiritual  Birth.    1   John  iii    I.  &c.  GaL  IT. 

1  11F.HOLD,  what  wond'rous  grace, 
JJ    The  Father  has  bestow'd, 

On  sinners  of  a  mortal  race, 
To  call  them  sons  or  God! 

2  'Tis  no  surprising  thing, 
That  we  should  be  unknown  ; 

he  Jewish  vvnrid  knew 
God's  everlasting  Son 

Nor  doth  it  yet  appear, 

How  great  we  must  be  made, 

But  when  we  see  our  Saviour  here* 
We  shall  be  like  our  Head. 

A  hope  so  much  divine, 

y  trials  well  endure, 
May  purge  our  *ovh  fiom  sense  and  sig, 
As  Christ  the  Lord  is  pure. 

If  in  my  Father's  love 

I  share  a  filial  part, 
Send  down  thy  Spirit  like  adore, 

To  rest  upon  my  heart. 

We  would  no  longer  lie, 

Like  slaves  beneath  the  throng 

Our  faith  shall  Abba  Father  cry,     - 
And  thou  the  kindred  own. 

HYMN  SIS  P.  M.  Enlutiag  rjr&r. 

ODON'  r  you  hear  the  a^arm  ! 
Hark  !  how  the  trumpet  so\ 
It  is  th&  God  of  glory, 

He  sends  his  gospel  round  j 
Come  and  accept  the  offer 
before  it  is  too  late ; 


30* 

for  Jesus  is  now  calling  yoa 
Into  a  happy  start. 

3  Come  let  us  walk  together 

And  join  both  heart  and  hanit, 
For  Jesus  is  our  Captain. 

'Tis  he  who  h-ads  the  band. 
The  trumpets  are  now  blowing, 

For  all  the  volunteers, 
Come  be  a  valiant  soldier, 

And  cast  away  your  fears, 

3  O  don't  you  remember,  how 

The  Israelites  were  fed, 
When  from  the  hand  of  Pharaoh^ 

By  Moses  they  were  led. 
The  pillar  went  before  them, 

And  Moses  with  his  rod, 
No  fear  but  we  shall  win  the  days 

If  we  but  trust  in  God. 

4.  Our  enemies  are  many, 

And  thick  in  battle  stand, 
Then  let  us  march  together, 

With  weapons  in  our  hand  ; 
Let  us  begin  the  battle, 

Like  David  with  his  sling, 
Take  courage  and  fight  manfully, 

For  Jesus  Christ  our  King. 

5  O  who  will  list  for  Jesus, 

A  soldier  for  to  make, 
And  like  a  faithful  subject, 

His  armour  on  you  take. ; 
Here's  food  and  raimept  plenty, 

Enough  and  for  to  spare, 
And  all  things  else  provided, 

Which  you,  shall  need  t©  wear. 


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And  when  the  war  is  ended, 

We'll  lay  our  weapons  by, 
And  soar  aloft  wiih  Jesus, 

To  reign  above  the  sky  ; 
There  we  shall  wear  the  laurel, 

When- all  our  foes  are  slain, 
And  take  the  large  possession,  where 

Our  Jesus  ever  reigns. 


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HYMN  314.  P.  M. 

RETHREN  while  we  sojourn  here, 
Fight  we  must,  but  should  not  fear, 
Foes  we  have,  but  we've  a  friend, 
One  who  loves  us  to  the  end  ; 
Forward  then  with  courage  go, 

Ldng  we  shall  not  dwell  below  ; 
5oon  the  joyful  news  will  come, 

Child,  your  Father  calls — Come  honte. 

2  In  the  world  a  thousand  snares, 

Lay  to  take  us  unawares ; 
Satan  with  mdicious  art, 

Watches  each  unguarded  heart ; 
But  from  Satan's  malice  free,. 

Saints  shall  soon  victorious  be  ; 
Soon  the  joyful  news  will  come, 

Child,  your  Father  calls — Come  home. 

3  But  of  all  the  foes  we  meet, 

None  so  apt  to  turn  our  feet ; 
None  betray  us  into  sin, 

Like  the  foes  we  have  within  ; 
Yet  let  nothing  spoil  your  peace, 

Christ  will  also  conquer  these  ; 
Then  the  joyful  news  will  come, 

Child,  yoar  Father  calls — Come  home. 


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HYMN  3 1 5.  L.  M.      The  Christian  Soldier. 

I      4    :->OLDIER,  Lord,  thou  hast  me  made, 
J\.  Thou  art  my  Captain,  King  and  Head; 
And  under  thee  I  still  will  fiffht, 

The  fight  of  faith  will  all  my  might. 
^The  cross  all  stain'd  with  hallow'd  blood, 

The  ensign  of  our  conquering  Lord; 
The  Christian  soldier's  standard  is# 

And  I  will  fight  for  King  Jesus. 

9  O  make  me,  Lord,  what  1  should  be* 

To  boldly  face  the  enemy  ; 
That  when  alarm'd  to  call  the  Lord, 

And  pass  the  word  to  all  the  guard  ; 
Grant  me  the  weapons  of  thy  word. 

The  Spirit's  pow'rful  two-cdg'd  swortl# 
To  slay  mv  foes  where'er  they  be, 

And  own  the  victory  won  by  the». 

3  Thou  art  mv  Lord,  keep  me  I  pray, 

That  1  may  run  the  heaveuly  way; 
Nor  from  my  duty  e'er  depart, 

But  live  to  Christ  with  ail  my  heart. 
Help  me  to  walk  in  humbleness, 

March  in  the  way  of  holiness, 
O  make  me  pure  and  spotless  too, 

And  fit  to  stand  the  grand  review. 

4  That  when  our  General  shall  come, 

With  sound  of  trumpet,  not  of  drum, 
*Tis  then  our  well  dress'd  r-mks  shall  stand  j 

In  full  review  at  God's  right  hand  ; 
And  when  our  foes  shall  get  the  rout, 

.\nd  Je-us  wheels  them  left  about : 
'Then  we'll  march  up  the  heav'nly  street, 

And  ground  our  arms  at  Jesus'  feet. 


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5  The  war  is  o'er,  and  we  are  free 

To  join  the  blood- wash 'd  company  ;• 
Our  wages  shall  be  harps  of  gold, 

And  joys  of  heaven  which  can't  be  told. 
There  we  shall  drink  full  draughts  of  winc> 

The  bnnd  of  music  we  shall  join ; 
And  hallelujah's  highest  key, 

Shall  be  our  theme  eternally. 

HYMN  316.  P.  M.     An  Address  to  Sailors. 

I  ^S^E  sons  of  themain,yethat  sail  o'er  the  floodfe 

X   Whose  sins  big  as  mountains,have  reach'd 

up  to  God, 

Remember  the  short  voyage  of  life  soon  will  end, 

Nowcome,brother  sailor,make  Jesus  your  friend. 

%  Look  astern  on  your  life !  see  your  wake  mark'd 
with  6in ;  [der  in  ; 

.Look  ahead  !  see  what  sorrows  you'll  soon  foun- 

The  hard  rocks  of  death  soon  will  beat  out  ycuj? 
keel,  £ 

Then  your  vessel  and  cargo  will  all  sink  to  helh 

S  Layby  your  oldcompass,'twiildoyou  no  good, 
It  ne'er  will  direct  you  the  ri^ht  way  to  God  ; 
Mind  your  helm,  brother  sailor,  and  don't  fall 

asleep, 
Watch  and  pray  night  and  day,  lest  you  sink  in 

the  deep. 

A  Spring  your  luff,  brother  sailor,  the  breeze 

now  is  fair ; 
Trim  your  sails  to  the  wind,  and  those  sorrows 

you'll  cle^.r. 
Your  leading  star,  Jesus,  keep  full  in  thy  view, 
You'll  weather  the  danger,  he'll  guide  you  safe 

through, 


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5*  Renounce  your  old  captain,  the  devil,  straight- 
way; 
The  crew  whichyou  sail  with  will  lead  you  astray; 
Desert  their  hlack  colours,  come  under  the  red, 
Where  Jesus  was  Captain,  to  conquest  he  led. 
€  His  standard's  unfurl'd,  see  it  wave  through  the  air, 
And  volunteers  coming  from  far  off  and  near  ; 
Now's  the  time,  brother  sailor,  no  longer  delay, 
Embark  now  with  Jesus,  good  wages  he'il  pay. 

7  The  bounty  he'll  give  when  the  voyage  doth 

begin, 
He'll  forgive  your  transgressions  and  cleanse  you 

from  sin ; 
Cood  usage  he'll  give  while  you  sail  on  the  way, 
And  shortly  you'll  anchor  in  heaven's  broad  bay. 

t  In  the  harbour  of  glory  forever  you'll  ride, 
Free  from  quicksands  and  dangers, and  sin's  rapid 

tide ; 
Waves  ot  death  cease  to  roll,  and  the  tempest  be 

o'er, 
The  hoarse  breath  of  Boreas  dismast  thee  no  more. 

9  A  tarpolin  jacket  no  longer  you'll  wear, 
But  robessent  fromheaven, all  white, clean&fair; 
A  crown  on  thy  head  that  would  dazzle  the  sun, 
And  from  glory  to  glory  eternally  run. 

HYMN  317.   P.  M.      Soul  longing  for  Christ. 

}    T    OVE  divine  all  .love  excelling, 

.  JLA  Joy  of  heaven  to  earth  come  down. 

Fix  m  us  thy  humble  dwelling, 

All  thy  faithful  mercies  crown. 

2  Jesus,  thou  art  all  compassion, 
Pure  unbounded  love  thou  art; 
Visit  us  with  thy  salvation, 
Bister  eveiy  treinHling  hear*-- 


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'   Breathe,  O  i  breathe  thy  loving  spirit, 
Into  every  troubled  breast  ; 
Let  us  all  in  thee  inherit 
Let  us  find  thy  promis'd  rest. 

4  Take  away  the  power  of  sinning, 
Alpha  and  Omega  be; 

End  of  faith  as  it's  beginning, 
Set  our  souls  at  liberty. 

5  Come  Almighty  to  deliver, 
Let  us  all  thy  grace  receive ; 
Suddenly  return,  and  never, 
Never  more,  thy  temples  leave. 

6  Thee  we  would  be  always  blessing, 
Serve  thee  as  thy  host  above  ; 

Love  and  praise  thee  without  ceasing, 
Glory  in  thy  precious  love. 

7  Finish  now  thy  new  creation, 
Pure,  unspotted  may  we  be  ; 
Let  us  see  thy  great  salvation, 
Perfectly  restored  by  thee. 

8  Chang'd  from  glory  into  glory, 
Till  in  heaven  we  take  our  place  ; 
Till  we  cast  our  crowns  before  thee,. 
Loot  in  wonder,  love  and  praise. 

HYMN  Si 8.   P.  M.      The  Pilgrim's  Farcxv;^. 

i    W   ET  us  rise  and  go  to  Zion's  hill, 

JlJ     Where  all*the  peace  and  glory  dwells. 
And  set  and  sing  to  God  our  King, 
And  praise  his  name  forevermore. 

CHORUS. 

•Fll  march  to  Canaan's  land. 
J'l!  land  en  Caoiaan's  shore, 
O 


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Where  pleasures  never  end, 
And  troubles  come  no  more:; 
Pll  go  and  see  what  joys  are  there. 

2  Fare  you  well,  my  friends,  I  must  be  gonei, 
I  have  no  home  nor  stay  with  you, 
I'll  take  my  staff  and  travel  on, 
Till  I  a  better  world  can  view. 
I'll  march,  &c. 
Farewell  my  loving  friends,  farewell. 

?,  Happy  soul,  just  gone  from  earth  to  heaven, 
He  flies  to  distant  worlds  above, 
No  more  in  this  poor  house  of  clay, 
He  dwells  with  God  around  the  throne. 
I'll  march,  &c. 
Where  pain  and  death  can  never  come. 

4  We  will  go,  like  him  to  see  our  God, 
And  change  this  earth  for  heaven  above, 
Come  dry  your  tears,  Christ  is  your  friendly 
He  came  to  save  poor  sinful  men. 

I'll  march,  &c. 
In  him  our  sorrows  soon  will  end. 

5  Travel  on  to  blest  eternity, 
Where  Jesus  waits  for  us  to  come, 
In  deaths  dark  gloom  shout  victory,, 
And  rise  to  veur  eternal  home. 

I'll  march,  &c. 
Where  fear  and  change  shall  be  no  mo$». 

"£  Gold  en  joys  above,  where  Jesus  dwells, 
His  love  is  full  lor  every  saint, 
Fountain  of  Hie  immortal  flows, 
Through  heavenly  worlds  without  rest?aiJV> 
I'll  march,  &c. 
All's  mine  if  feithid  fcere  bebrv* 


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HYMN  319.  P.  M. 

nOSANNA  to  Jesus  on  high  ! 
Another  has  enter'd  his  rest, 
Another  has  'scap'd  to  the  sky, 

And  lodg'd  in  Immanuel's  breast ; 
The  soul  of  our  brother  is  gone, 

To  heighten  the  triumph  abovej 
Bxalttd  to  Jesus'  throne, 

Aud  clasp'd  in  the  arms  of  his  love. 

2  What  fulness  of  rapture  is  there, 

While  Jesus  his  glory  displays, 
And  purples  the  heavenly  air, 

And  scatters  the  odours  of  grace } 
He  looks  and  his  servants  in  light, 

The  blessings  ineffable  meet  ; 
He  smiles  and  they  faint  at  his  sight, 

And  fall  overwhelm'd  at  his  feet, 

3  How  happy  the  angels  that  fall 

Transported  at  Jesus'  name  ; 
The  saint*,  whom  he  soonest  shall  call 

To  share  in  the  feast  of  the  Lamb ! 
No  longer  imprison'd  in  clay, 

Who  next  from  his  dungeon  shall  fty? 
When  first  shall  be  summon'd  away— 

My  merciful  God — is  it  I  ? 

4  O  Jesus,  if  this  be  thy  will, 

That  suddenly  I  should  depart, 
Thy  council  of  mercy  reveal, 

And  whisper  the  call  in  my  heart". 
O  give  me  a  signal  to  know. 

If  soon  thou  would'st  have  me  reraoyjj, 
And  leave  the  dull  body  below, 

And  fly  to  the  regions  ^bore*. 


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HYMN  320.  L.  M. 

The  Glory  of  Chr'nt  described  by  Similitudes. 

1  £"<  O  worship  at  Emmanuel's  feet, 

* ,«    See  in  his  face  what  wonders  meet-; 
Earth  is  too  narrow  to  express 
His  woith,  his  glory,  or  his  grace. 

2  The  whole  creation  can  afford 

But  some  faint  shadows  of  mv  L«rd  ; 
Nature,  to  make  his  beauties  known, 
Must  mingle  colours  not  her  own. 

3  Is  he  compar'd  to  wine  or  bread  ? 
Dear  Lord,  our  souls  would  thus  be  fed'>: 
That  flesh,  that  dying  blood  of  thine, 

Is  bread  of  life,  is  heavenly  wine. 

4  Is  he  a  tree  ?  The  world  receives 
Salvation  from  his  healing  leaves  : 

That  righteous  branch,  that  fruitful  bough. 
Is  David's  root  and  offspring  too. 

5  Is  he  a  rose  ?  Not  Sharon  yields 
Such  fragrancy  in  all  her  fields  : 
Or  if  the  lily  he  assume, 

The  vallies  bless  the  rich  perfume. 

Q-  Is  he  a  vine  ?  His  heavenly  root 

Supplies  the  boughs  with  life  and  fruit": 

O  let  a  lasting  union  join 

My  soul  to  Christ  the  living  vine  ! 

7  Is  he  a  head  ?  Each  member  lives, 
And  owns  the  vital  power  he  gives! 

'     The  saints  below,  and  saints  above, 
Join'd  by  his  spirit  and  his  love. 

8  Is  he  a  fountain  ?  There  I  bathe, 
And  heal  the  plague  of  sin  and  deatk : 
These  waters  all  rny  soul  renew, 
And  cleanse  my  spotted  garments-  to*. 


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3  Is  he  a  fire  ?  He'll  purge  my  clrow^. 
But  the  true  gold  sustains  no  loss  : 
Like  a  refiner  shall  he  sit, 
And  tread  the  refuse  with  his  feet. 

10  Is  he  a  rock  ?  How  firm  he  proves  ! 
The  rock  of  ages  never  moves  ; 

Yet  the  sweet  streams  that  from  him  flew, 
Attend  us  all  the  desert  through. 

11  Is  he  a  way  ?  He  leads  to  God  : 
The  path  is  drawn  in  lines  of  blood  : 
There  would  I  walk  with  hope  and  zeal, 
Till  I  arrive  at  Zion's  hill. 

12  Is  he  a  door  ?  I'll  enter  in  : 

Behold  the  pastures  large  and  green  i 

A  paradise  divinely  fair, 

None  but  the  sheep  have  freedom  there" 

13  Is  he  design 'd  the  corner  stone, 

For  men  to  build  their  heaven  upontf 
I'll  make  him  my  foundation  too, 
Nor  fear  the  plots  of  hell  below. 

14  Is  he  a  temple?  I  adore 

Th'  indwelling  majesty  and  power ^ 
And  still  to  his  most  holy  place, 
Whene'er  I  pray,  I'll  turn  my  face, 

V5  Is  he  a  star  ?  He  breaks  the  night, 

Piercing  the  shades  with  dawning  light; 

I  know  his  glory  from  afar, 

I  know  the  bright,  the  morning  star.- 

16  Is  lie  a  sun  ?  His  beams  are  grace, 
His  course  is  joy  and  righteousness: 
Nations  rejoice  when  he  appears 
To  chase  their  clouds,  and  dry  their  tears..- 

V7  O  let  me  climb  those  higher  skies, 

Where  storms  and  darkness  never  rise  ;< 


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There  he  displays  his  power  abroa'd, 
And  shines  and  reigns  the  Son  of  God* 

18  Nor  earth  nor  seas,  nor  sun,  nor  stars, 
Nor  heaven  his  full  resemblance  boars  ; 
His  beauty  we  can  never  trace, 
Till  we  behold  him  face  to  face. 

HYMN  321.  P.  M.   The  jnoeb  of  the  Lc-m 

1-  "\^E  jewels  of  my  Master, 

i    Who  shine  with  heavenly  rays., 
Amid  the  beams  of  glory, 
Reflect  immortal  blaze. 
Ye  diamonds  of  beauty, 
With  pleasing  lustre  crown'd^-; 
Of  heavenly  extraction, 
To  Zion's  city  bound. 

2  Ye  lambs  of  my  Redeemer, 
The  purchase  of  his  blood, 
Who  feed  among  the  lilje$, 
Beside  the  purple  flood  ; 
Go  on  ye  happy  pilgrims., 
Your  journey  still  pursue; 
And  at  a  humble  distance, 
I'll  sing  and  follow  too. 

3  When  I  beheld  your  order, 
And  harmony  of  soul, 
And  heard  divinest  number^', 
in  pure  devotion  roll, 
And  gems  immortal  glowing, 
With  such  enlivening  grace., 
I  view'd  the  Saviour's  image, 
Imprest  on  ev'ry  face. 

4  Speak  often  to  each  other, 
To  ch«er  the  fainting  mind ; 


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And  often  be  your  voices 
In  pure  devotion  join'd  ; 
Though  rrials  may  await  you.. 
The  crown  before  you  lies  ; 
Take  eourage.  brother  pilgrims. 
And  soon  you'll  win  the  prize. 

5  Ye  shall  be  mine  says  Jesus, 
In  that  auspicious  dav, 
When  !  make  up  my  jewels, 
Releas'd  from  cumb  rous  clay  . 
He'll  polish  and  refine  you, 
From  worthless  dross  and  tin, 
And  to  his  heavenly  kingdom, 
Will  bid  you  enter  in. 

6  On  that  important  morning, 
When  bursting  thunders  sound, 
And  nimble  lightnings  waving, 
Shall  wing  the  gloom  profound  ; 
Lift  up  your  heads  rejoicing, 
And  clap  your  joyful  hands; 
Lo  you're  redeem 'd  forever. 
From  death's  corrupted  band:. 

•    As  Aaron  with  his  girdle, 
In  shining  jewels  drest, 
Bore  all  the  tribes  uf  Israel, 
Inscrib'd  upon  his  breast  ; 
So  will  the  Priest  of  Ztcn, 
Before  the  Father's  throne, 
Present  the  heirs  of  glory, 
And  God  the  kindred  own: 

8  The  golden  beHs  will  echo, 
Around  the  sacred  hill ; 
And  sweet  immortal  anthems. 
The  vocal  regions  fir  I; 


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In  everlasting  beauty, 
The  shining  millions  stand, 
Safe  on  the  Rock  of  ages, 
Amid  the  promis'd  land. 

We'll  range  the  wide  dominion, 
Gf  our  Redeemer  round, 
And  in  dissolving  raptures 
Me  lost  in  love  profound  ; 
While  all  the  flaming  harpers 
legin  the  lasting  song, 
With  hallelujahs  rolling, 
from  the  unnuuiber'd  throng. 

HYMN  322.  P.  M.    A  Dialogue. 

Brethren  and  Sisters. 

'E'RE  on  our  journey  home, 
We're  on  our  journey  home, 
We're  on  our  journey  home. 

To  the  New  Jerusalem. 
Then  rise  and  give  him  glory, 
Then  rise  and  give  him  glory, 
Then  rise  and  give  him  glory, 
Jcr  glcrv  is  his  due. 

'    Sistets. 
O  Brethren  do  you  know  him*, 
©  Brethren  do  you  know  him, 
4)  Brethren  do  you  know  him, 
To  be  precious  to  your  souls  ? 

Brethren. 
Yes  Sisters  we  all  know  him, 
Yes  Sisters  we  all  know  him, 
Yes  Sisters  we  all  know  him, 
To  be  precious  to  our  sou's. 


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Skiers. 

4  Then  rise  and  (jive  him  gfor-y, 
Then  rise  and  give  him  glory-, 
Then  rise  and  give  him  glory, 

For  glory  is  his  due. 
Brethren. 

5  0  Sisters  do  you  know  him, 
O  Sisters  do  you  know  him, 
O  Sisters  do  you  know  him, 

To  be  precious  to  your  souls  •? 
Sisters. 

6  Yes  Brethren  we  all  know  hiiir 
Yes  Brethren  we  all  know  him, 
Yes  Brethren  we  all  know  him, 

To  be  precious  to  our  soulo. 
Biethren. 

7  Then  rise  and  give  him  glory, 
Then  rise  and  give  him  glory, 
Then  rise  and  give  him  glory, 

For  glory  is  his  due. 

Brethren  and  Sisters,. 

8  We're  on  our  journey  home, 
We're  on  our  journey  home, 
We're  on  our  journey  home, 

To  the  New  Jerusalem. 
All  rise  and  give  him  glory, 
All  rise  and  give  him  glory, 
All  rise  and  give  him  glory, 

For  glory  is  his  due. 


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HYMN  323.    P.  M.    Hope. 

GLORIOUS  hope  of  perfect  love, 
Which  lifts  my  heart  to  things  above*! 
It  bears  ov.  Eagle's  wings ; 
O  -2 


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It  gives  my  ravieh'd  soul  a  taste, 
And  makes  me  for  some  moments  feak, 
With  Jesus'  priests  and  kings. 

2  The  things  eternal  I  pursue, 
A  happiness  beyond  the  view, 

Of  those  who  basely  pant, 
For  things  by  nature  felt  and  seen  ; 
Their  honors,  wealth,  and  pleasures  mean, 
I  neither  have  nor  want. 

3  Nothing  on  earth  I  call  my  own, 
A  stranger  to  the  world  unknown, 

I  all  their  goods  despise  : 
1  trample  on  their  whole  delight, 
And  seek  a  country  out  of  sight, 

A  country  in  the  skies. 

4  There  is  my  house  and  portion  fair, 
My  treasure  and  my  heart  is  there, 

And  my  abiding  home  ; 
For  me  my  elder  brethren  stay, 
And  angels  beckon  me  away, 

And  Jesus  bids  me  come. 

&  I  come,  thy  servant,  Lord,  replies, 
I  come  to  meet  thee  in  the  skies, 

And  claim  my  heavenly  rest: 
Now  let  the  pilgrim's  journey  end, 
Now  O  my  Saviour,  Brother,  Friend;, 

Receive  me  to  thy  breast ! 

HYMN  324.     L.  M.      Sebaratim. 

1  |^OME  we  that  love  the  Lord  indeed, 
\J   Who  are  from  sin  and  bondage  freed  ; 
Submit  to  all  the  ways  of  God, 

And  walk  this  narrow,  happy  road. 

2  Great  tribulation  you  shall  meet, 

But  s«ob  you'll  walk  the  golden  street: 


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Tho'  hell  may  rage  and  vent  her  spite, 
Yet  Christ  will  save  his  heart's  deligh't. 

3  The  happy  day  will  soon  appear, 
When  Gabriel's  trumpet  yon  shall  hear, 
Sound  thro'  the  earth,  yea,  down  to  hell, 
To  call  the  nations  great  and  small. 

4  Behold  the  skies  in  burning  flame, 
The  trumpet  louder  still  proclaim, 

The  world  must  hear  and  know  their  doom, 
The  separation  now  is  come. 

.5   Behold  the  righteous  marching  home, 
And  ail  the  angels  bid  them  come; 
While  Christ  the  Judge  their  joy  proclaims} 
Here  comes  my  saints,  1  own  their  names. 

6  Ye  everlasting  doors  fly  wide, 
Make  ready  to  receive  my  bride; 

Ye  harps  of  heaven  come  sound  aloud, 
Here  comes  the  purchase  of  my  bloo«£ 

7  In  grandeur  see  the  royal  lines, 
Whose  gjiit'ring  robes  the  sun  outshines*; 
Sec  saints  and  angels  join  in  one, 

And  march  hi  splendour  round  the  throne. 

8  They  stand  in  wonder  and  lock  on, 
And  join  in  one  eternal  song; 
Their  great  Redeemer  to  admire, 
While  rapture  sets  their  hearts  on  fire. 

HYMN  325.   P.  M.      Mourning  Souls. 

1   "I300R  mourning  souls  in  deep  distress, 
JL     Making  sad  lamentation, 
Find  themselves  lost  in  wickedness, 

And  under  condemnation; 
While  thunderbolts  from  Sinai's  mount, 

Do  sound  with  leuclest  terr«r, 


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And  they  as  naught  in  God's  account, 
Are  drown'd  in  grief  and  sorrow,  t 

ii  Ah  !  woe  is  me  that  I  was  born, 

Or  ever  had  beginning  ; 
I  would  have  had  untimely  birth, 

Or  had  no  future  being; 
Or  else  had  dy'd  when  I  was  young, 

1  might  have  been  forgiven, 
i  might,  like  babes,  with  harmless  tongtfe, 

Been  praising  God  in  heavea. 

3  Eut  here  I  am  in  deep  distress, 

Most  worn  away  with  trouble.; 
Day  after  day  1  seek  for  peace, 

But  find  my  sorrows  double. 
Saith  Satan,  fatal  is  your  state, 

Time  past  you  might  repented. 
But  now  you  see  it  is  too  late, 

So  make  yourself  contented. 

4  How  can  1  live,  how  can  I  breathfe, 

Under  this  sore  temptation, 
Conclude  my  day  of  grace  is  o'er ; 

Lord,  hear  my  lamentation^; 
For  I  am  weary  of  my  life, 

Of  pains  and  bitter  crying  ; 
My  wants  are  great,  my  mind's  in  strait^ 

My  spirit's  almost  dying. 

j  But  who  is  he  that  looketh  forth, 

Sweet  as  the  blooming  morning. 
Fair  as  the  moon,  clear  as  the  sun, 

'Tis  Jesus  Christ  adorning. 
Tesus  can  clothe  my  baked  soul ; 

Jesus,  for  me  hath  died; 
And  now  I  can  with  pleasure  sing* 

My  want;  arse  all  supp 


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How  can  I  stay  God  calls  away, 

And  I  must  now  be  holy; 
See  Jesus  comes  to  close  my  eye$, 

Soon  1  shall  go  to  glory 
My  Jesus  calls  and  I  must  go, 

Farewell  to  all  things  earthly; 
I  must  be  gone,  God  calls  me  humr. 

To  sing  to  him  more  sweetly. 

Farewell  vain  world.  I  bid  adieu, 

My  Jesus  is  most  holy; 
Fain  would  I  be  with  Christ  above?    . 

Singing  to  him  in  glory. 
My  trust  is  now  in  Jesus'  name, 

And  in  his  arms  is  pleasure  ; 
Say,  will  you  trust  in  Jesus'  name. 

When  he's  the  only  Saviour  ? 

HYMN  326.  P.  M.      Heavenly  Union. 

OUR  souls  in  love  together  knit, 
Cemented,  join'd  in  one, 
One  heart,  one  voice,  one  faith,  one  mind,, 

'Tis  heaven  on  earth  begun. 
Our  hearts  did  burn  while  Jesus  spake, 

And  glow'd  with  sacred  fire; 
He  stoop'd  and  talk'd,  and  kindly  bless'dj- 
And  fi'Td  out  large  desire. 


A  Saviour  t  let  creation  sing, 

A  Saviour  !   let  all  heaven  ring. 

He's  all  with  us,  we  feel  him  oui^, 

Hi$  fulness  in  our  souls  he  pours; 

Tis  almost  doDe.  'tis  almost  o'tr  ; 

Wt're  following  those  who've  gone  beiore^ 

We  soon  shall  reach  the  blissful  shore, 

There  we  shall  meet  to  p^.rt.  no  more- 


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a  Were  soldiers  fighting  for  our  God, 
Let  trembling  cowards  fly  ; 
We'll  stand  unshaken,  firm  and  bold, 

For  Christ  to  live  and  die. 
Let  devils  rage  and  he!l  assail, 

We'll  fight  our  passage  through; 
Though  foes  increase,  and  friends  desert, 
We'll  seize  the  crown  in  view. 

A  Saviour,  &c. 

3  The  little  cloud  increases  fast, 

In  heaven  are  signs  of  rain  ; 
We  wait  to  feel  the  heavenly  shower, 

And  all  its  moisture  drain. 
A  rill,  a  stream,  a  torrent  flows, 

'Till  glides  a  heavenly  flood; 
The  earth  awake,  the  nations  shake, 

'Till  all  shall  praise  our  God. 

A  Saviour,  &c. 

4  When  thou  thy  jewels  shall  make  up, 

And  set  the  starry  crown, 
When  all  thy  sparkling  gems  shall  shine. 

Proclaim'd  by  thee  thine  own; 
May  we,  a  little  band  of  love, 
,  Be  children  sav'd  by  grace; 
From  glory  into  giory  chang'd, 
Behold  thee  face  to  face. 

A  Saviour,  &c. 

HYMN  327.   P.  M.      Song,  by  a  Young  Lady. 

J    "V/fT  soul's  full  of  glory,  which  fires  my 

Iy'JL  tongue, 

Could  I  meet  with  angels,  I'd  sing  them  a  song; 
I'd  sing  of  my  Jesus,  and  tell  of  his  charms, 
Aad  call  them  to  bear  me  to  his  loving  arnr» 


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2  Mcthinks  they're  assembling  tohcar  what  Ising, 
Well  pleas'd  to  hear  mortals  all   praising  their 

King  ! 
Oh  angels  !  Oh  angels !  my  soul's  in  a  flame, 
I  sing  in  sweet  rapture's  of  Jesus'  name. 

3  Sweet  Spirit  attend  me  ttfl  Jesus  shall  come, 
Protect  and  defend  me  till  I'm  convey'd  home, 
Tho'  worms  my  poor  body  may  claim   as  their 

prey, 
'Twill  outshine  when  rising,  the  sun  at  noon-day. 

4  The  sun  shall  be  darken'd,  the  moon  turn'd  as 

blood, 
The  world  all  on  fire  with  the  vengeance  of  God, 
While  lightnings  are  flashing. /5c  thunders  do  roar, 
Undaunted,  I'll  triumph,  on  fair  Canaan's  shore. 

5  The  smiles  of  bright  glory  appear  on  my  son!, 
I  sink  in  bright  visions,  I  view  the  bright  goal  ; 
My  soul  while  I'm  singing,  is  leaping  to  go; 
This  moment  for  heaven,  I'd  leave  all  below. 

•  Farewell  my  dear  brethren,  the  Lord  bids  me 

come; 
Farewell  my  dear  sisters,  I'm  now  going  home  ; 
Bright  angels  are  whisp'ring  so  sweet  in  my  ear. 
Away  to  my  Saviour  the  spirit  shall  steer.' 

7  I'm  going,  I'm  going,  but  what  do  I  .see  ? 
'Tis  Jesus  in  glory  appears  unto  me ; 
To  heaven,  to  heaven,  I'm  going,  I'm  gone  ; 
All  glory,  Oh  glory  !  'tis  finish'd,  'tis  done. 

3  To  the  regions  of  glory  the  spirit  has  fled, 
And  left  the  frail  body  inactive  and  dead> 
With  angelic  armies  in  glory  to  blaze, 
On  Jesus'  fajr  beauty  forever  to  gzz& 


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9  When  the  sealt  are  all  open'd,  the  trumpet 

shall  sound, 
And  awake  God's  dear  children  that  sleep  under 

ground, 
Their  souls  and  their  bodies  shall  all  join  in  one> 
And  each  from  their  Saviour  receive  a  bright 

crown. 

HYMN  328.  P.  M.     Nativity 

FROM  the  regions  of  love,    - 
Lo  !  an  angel  descended, 
And  told  the  strange  news, 

How  the  babe  was  attended^ 
(5o  shepherds,  and  visit 
Thi3  wonderful  stranger, 
„  With  wonder  and  joy, 

See  your  Christ  in  the  mangel 

CHORUS. 

Hallelujah  to  the  Lamb, 

Through  whom  we've  obtain 'd  pardon- 
We'll  praise  him  again. 

When  we  pass  over  Jordan. 

2  Glad  tidings  I  bring 

To  you  and  each  nation"; 
Glad  tidings  of  joy, 

Now  behold  your  salvation  ;. 
When  sudden  a  multitude 

Raise  their  glad  voices, 
And  shout  the  Redeemer 

While  heaven  rejoices. 

Hallelujah,  &C 

3  Now  glory  to  God 

In  the  highest  is  given, 
Uow  glory  to  God 
Is  re-echo'd  through  heaven'; 


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Arouud  the  whole  earth, 

Let  us  tell  the  glad  story, 
And  sing  of  his  love, 

His  salvation  and  glory. 

Hallelujah,  &c. 

4  Enraptur'd  I  rise 

With  delight  and  desire, 
Such  love  so  divine 

Sets  my  soul  all  on  fire; 
Around  the  bright  throne 
Hosannahs  are  ringing, 
©  when  shall  I  join  them 
And  ever  be  singing ! 

Hallelujah,  Sic. 

r>  Triumphantly  ride 

In  thy  chariot  victorious-, 
And  conquer  with  love 
O  Jesus  all  glorious  ! 
Thy  banner  unfurl, 

Let  the  nations  surrender, 

And  own  thee  their  Saviour, 

Their  King  and  defender. 

Hallelujah,  &c. 

HYMN  329.   L.  M.      Tranquillity. 

\      4  WAY  my  doubts,  begone  my  fear, 
l\.  The  wonders  of  the  Lord  appear, 
The  wonders  which  my  Saviour  wrought ; 
O  how  delightful  is  the  thought ! 

2  The  wonders  of  redeeming  Jove, 
When  first  my  heart  was  drawn  above; 
When  first  I  saw  my  Saviour's  face, 
And  triumph'd  in  his  pard'ning  grace. 

3  Pursue  my  thoughts,  this  pleasing  theme, 
"{'was  not  a  fancy  nor  a  dream ; 


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vTwas  grace  descending  from  the  ski<>. 
And  shall  be  marvellous  in  my  eyes. 

4  Long  had  1  mourn'd  like  one  forgot, 
Long  had  my  soul  for  comfort  sought, 
Jesus  was  witness  to  my  tears, 

And  Jesus  sweetly  calm  d  my  fears. 

5  He  cleans'd  my  soul,  he  chang'd  my  dreb>. 
And  cloth'd  me  with  his  righteousness  ; 
He  spake  at  once  my  sins  forgiven, 

And  1  rejoic'd  as  if  in  heaven. 

6  How  was  I  struck  with  sweet  surprise, 
While  glory  shone  before  my  eyes  ! 
How  did  I  sing  from  day  to  day, 

And  wish'd  to  sing  my  soul  away  ! 

7  The  world  with  all  its  pomp  withdrew, 
'Twas  less  than  nothing  in  my  view; 
Redeeming  grace  was  all  my  theme, 
And  life  appear'd  an  idle  dream.   . 

8  I  gloried  in  my  Saviour's  grace; 

I  sung  my  great  Redeemer's  praise  ; 
My  soul  now  long'd  to  soar  away, 
And  leave  her  tenement  of  clay. 

9  The  powers  of  hell  in  vain  combin'd, 
To  tempt  or  interrupt  my  mind, 

I  saw  and  sung  in  joyful  strains, 
The  monster  Satan  held  in  chains 

K)  These  are  the  wonders  I  record, 
The  marv'lous  goodness  of  the  Lorcl, 
O  for  a  tongue  to  speak  his  praise, 
To  tell  the  triumphs  cf  his  grace  ! 
HYMN   330.     P.  M.     Salvation  to  our  King. 

1    Z^OME  all  ye  mourning  pilgrims  now, 
\J  The  joyful  news  I'll  tell. 


SSI 

The  Lord  hath  sent  salvation  down, 
To  save  our  souls  from  hell. 

The  Angels  brought  the  tidings  down; 
To  Shepherds  in  the  field, 

On  earth  is  peace,  to  men  good  will, 
Through  Christ  the  Prince  reveal'd. 


Sing  glory,  honour,  to  the  Lord, 

Salvation  to  our  King, 
Let  all  that's  wash'd  in  Jesus'  blood, 

His  glorious  praises  sing. 

J  Come  all  ye  poor  despised  souls, 
Unto  his  fold  repair, 
Where  God  his  boundless  love  unfolds. 

And  says  he'll  meet  you  there. 
His  glorious  presence  fills  our  sou's* 

With  songs  of  loudest  praise, 
Let  all  that  want  a  Saviour  dean, 
Their  hearts  and  voices  raisd. 
Sing  glory,  &c. 

-3  There's  glory,  glory  in  my  soul., 
It  came  from  heaven  above, 
Which  makes  me  praise  my  God  so  bolch, 

And  his  dear  children  love. 
I'll  serve  the  bleeding  Lamb  of  God., 

I  love  his  ways  so  well, 
Because  his  precious  blood  was  spilt, 
To  save  my  soul  from  hell. 
Sing  glory,  &c. 

4  When  weeping  Mary  came  to  seek, 
Her  Lord  with  a  perfume, 
The  napkin  and  the  shroud  she  found 
Together  ra  the  tomb. 


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Tfee  Angel  said  he  is  not  here, 

He's  risen  from  the  dead  ; 
And  streams  of  grace  to  sinners  flow. 

As  free  as  did  his  blood. 

Sing  glory,  honour  to  my  God, 
He's  now  upon  his  throne, 

And  bringing  foreign  strangers  hornet 
And  claims  them  for  his  own, 

HYMN  331.  P.  M. 

The  Young  Convert's  Invitation' 

1  £~\   CARELESS  sinners  come, 
\Jt     Pray  now  attend, 

This  world  is  not  your  home, 

It  soon  will  end  : 
Jehovah  calls  aloud,    , 

Forsake  the  thoughtless  crowd, 
Pursue  the  road  to  God, 

And  happy  be. 

2  No  happiness  you'll  find, 

While  thus  you  go, 
No  peace  unto  your  mind, 

But  pain  and  woe ; 
Attend  you  every  day, 

While  far  from  God  you  strav, 
O  sinner  come  away, 

And  ever  live. 

3  How  many  calls  you've  hacl, 

I  call  again, 
How  can  you  be  so  bad, 

So  full  of  sin, 
As  to  refuse  that  voice 

Which  calls  you  to  rejoice, 
In  making  heaven  your  choice 

And  shunning  helK 


I  Nor  do  1  call  alone, 

The  Saviour  too, 
Even  with  his  dying  groans, 

Cries  bid  adieu, 
To  all  your  lovers  now, 

And  to  his  sceptre  bow, 
And  he  will  tell  you  how, 

To  live  anew. 

>  But  if  you  will  refuse, 

Down,  down  you'll  go, 
And  with  the  wicked  chooae/, 

The  road  to  woe  ; 
Alas  how  can  you  slight, 

The  rays  of  gospel  light, 
And  sink  in  endless  night, 

Where  silence  reigns. 

I  1  bid  you  all  farewell, 

With  aching  heart, 
And  in  deep  sorrow  tell, 

That  we  must  part, 
While  on  to  heaven  we  ge, 

And  you  are  bound  to  woe, 
Alas  it  must  be  so 

If  you  rebel. 

I  look  on  you  again, 

And  hoping  say, 
Why  wont  you  leave  yonr  si». 

And  come  away, 
From  Satan's  cruel  power, 

And  live  forevermore, 
And  hless  the  joyful-hour 

That  life  begun. 

All  hail  we  welcome  then 
Your  happy  flight* 


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F*om  Kedar's  tents  of  sin, 

To  glory  bright ; 
We'll  travel  on  with  you, 

And  bid  this  world  adietv, 
And  endless  joys  pursue, 

Till  all  is  ours. 

'9  There  we  will  range  around,' 

The  blissful  plains, 
Where  pleasure  has  no  bound, 

And  glory  reigns  ; 
We'll  fall  at  Jesus'  feet 

Where  joys  are  all  complete^ 
And  blissful  raptures  meet, 

Ferevermore. 

HYMN   332.  P.M.   TheThousandYcarsofChrii& 

Reivn,  or  the  Neiu  Jubilee. 

1   WHA-T  saU'nd  is  tnis  saIutes  my  ear  ? 
''     'Tis  Gahr^l's  trump  methinks  I  hear,. 
Th'  exptxted^ay  is  come  ; 
Behold  the  heaven,' the  earth,  and  sea, 
Proclaim  t]ie  year  of  jubilee, 
Return  ye  exiles  home. 

-2  Behold  the  fair  Jerusalem, 
Hliuninated  by  the  Lamb, 

In  glory  doth  appear  ; 
Fair  Zion's  rising  from  the  tomb, 
To  meet  the  bridegroom  now  he's  collie, 

Which  hails  the  Jubile  year. 

Transported  with  his  bleeding  charms, 
Xing  Jesus  takes  her  in  his  arms, 

She  thus  begins  to  sing  ; 
From  pits  of  woe  and  6ery  chains, 
Through  floods  of  grief,  exquioite  pains, 

Behold  the  rising  spring. 


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4  As  larks  and  linnets  sweetly  sing, 
All  round  the  hills  and  valleys  ring, 

Safe  from  the  fowler's  snare  ; 
A  thousand  years  our  souls  ihall  dwell, 
And  sing  while  Satan's  bound  in  hell. 

Which  ends  the  jubile  year. 

5  The  dragon  is  let  loose  once  more, 
All  round  the  earth  his  legions  roar, 

He  is  for  war  again  : 
But  he  who  sits  upon  the  throne, 
Drives  Satan  and  his  army  down, 

To  darkness,  fire  and  pain.  ' 

6  The  Archangel's  trumpet  you  shall  »flear, 
A  great  white  throne  shall  then  appear, 

To  unfold  an  awful  scene  : 
An  Angel  turns  the  moon  to  blood, 
Blows  out  che  sun,  consumes  the  flood-, 

And  burns  the  broad  terrene, 

7  Depart  ye  cursed  down  to  hell, 
From  all  my  saints  to  bid  farewell, 

Never  to  see  my  face  : 
My  calls  of  love  you  ha«e  withstood, 
And  trampled,  on  my  precious  blood, 

And  spurn'd  at  offer'd  grace. 

8  See  parents  and  their  children  part, 
Seme  shout  for  joy,  some  bleed  at  heaSt, 

Never  to  meet  again  j 
In  fiery  chariot  Zion  flies, 
And  quickly  gains  the  upper  skies. 

And  Canaan's  dazzling  plain. 

9  My  soul  is  striving  to  be  there, 
I  long  to  rise  and  wing  the  air, 

And  trace  the  sacred  *oa&; 


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Adieu  !  adieu,  all  mortal  tilings, 

0  !  that  I  had  an  angel's  wings, 
I'd  quickly  see  my  God. 

10  Fly  !  gracious  moments,  fly,  O  fly  ! 

1  thirst,  I  pant,  I  long,  I  try, 

Angelic  joys  to  prove  ; 
Soon  I  shall  quit  this  house  of  clay, 
Clap  my  glad  wings  and  soar  away, 

And  shout  redeeming  Love, 

HYMN  333.  P.  M.      The  happy  Pilgrims  Song* 

i    |^OME  away  to  the  skies 
\J     My  beloved  arise, 
And  rejoice  in  the  day  shou  wast  born, 

On  that  festival  day, 

Come  exulting  away, 
And  with  singing  to  Zion  return. 

2  We  have  laid  up  our  love, 

And  our  treasure  above, 
Though  our  bodies  continue  below^ 

The  redeem'd  of  the  Lord, 

We  remember  his  word, 
And  with  singing  to  Paradise  go. 

3  With  singing  we  praise 

The  original  grace, 
By  our  heavenly  Father  bestow'd  ; 

Our  being  receive 

From  his  bounty  and  live, 
To  the  honour  and  glory  of  God. 

4  For  thy  glory  we  were 

Created  to  share, 
Both  the  nature  and  kingdom  divine  ! 

Created  again 

That  our  souls  may  remain, 
Tn  time,  and  eternity  thine. 


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5  With  thanks  we  approve, 

1  he  design  of  thy  love, 
Which  hath  join  'd  us  in  Jesus'  name; 

So  united  in  heart, 

That  we  never  can  pirt, 
Till  we  meet  at  the  feast  of  the  Larnk. 

6  There,  there  at  his  feet, 

We  shall  suddenly  meet, 
And  be  parted  in  body  no  more  ; 

We  shall  sing  to  our  lyres, 

With  the  heavenly  choirs, 
And  our  Saviour  in  glory  adore. 

7  Halleluia  we  sing,, 

.  To  our  Father  and  King, 
And  his  rapturous  praises  repeat ; 

To  the  Land)  that  was  slain, 

Halleluia  again, 
Sing  all  heaven  and  fall  at  his  feet  ? 

8  In  assurance  of  hctpe, 

We  to  Jeses  look  up, 
Till  his  banner's  un.'uii'd  in  the  air, 

from  our  graves  we  shall  s#3, 

And  crv  out  it  is  he, 
And  fly  up  to  acknowledge  him  there. 

HYMN    334.   L.  M.      The  haffi  Convert. 

1   |"10ME  brethren,  and  rejoice  with  me, 
\J   For  Je.-us  Christ  hath  rfiade  ine  free, 
From  that  winch  did  defile  my  heart, 
And  made  me  from  my  Goo   depart. 
When  1  by  faith  embraced  him, 
He  fill'd  my  t,oul  up  to  the  brim, 
With  streams  of  grace  and  love  divine; 
Which  proves  the  promises  Ere  mine; 
P 


338 

How  gcod  it  is,  how  sweet  to  me, 
O  that  mankind  would  all  be  free. 

2  I  was  much  plagu'd  with  outward  sin, 
But  more  with  that  which  dwelt  within, 
Which  always  barr'd  my  Saviour  out, 
And  kept  me  in  distressing  doubt  j 

But  all  my  fears  are  driven  away, 
By  brilliancy  of  gospel  day, 
Which  shines  so  clear,  I  must  belie\Je? 
That  I  do  in  my  Saviour  live 
A  life  of  lave,  a  heaven  below, 
I've  not  a  doubt  I  feel  it  so. 

3  If  more  you  wish  to  know  of  me, 
I'm  happy  now,  and  wish  to  be, 
While  I  do  in  the  flesh  remain, 
Till  I  return  to  God  again  ; 

For  I  do  feel  his  love  most  sweet, 
When  Mary-like  I  at  his  feet, 
Bo  claim  my  portion  of  his  love, 
Which  lifts  my  heart  to  things  above; 
He  gives  to  me  a  heavenly  flame, 
Which  makes  me  praise  his  holy  namf 

■J  How  grateful  then  ought  I  to  prove, 
For  the  sweet  tokens  of  his  love, 
Which  cheers  my  heart  and  makes  me  who! 
And  stamps  his  image  on  my  soul. 
A  debtor  great,  I  surely  be, 
To  him  whose  power  hath  saved  me  ; 
A  heaven  of  love  he  hath  bestow'd, 
Which  stays  my  mind  on  him  my  God ; 
And  what  doth  much  increase  the  score. 
When  I  thank  him,  he  gives  me  more, 

#  A  happy  soul  indeed  am  I, 
My  mind  is  fia'd  sbeve  the  sky* 


339 

On  things  divine,  at  God's  right  hand, 
Where  I  shall  see  that  friend  of  man, 
Who  pleads  my  cause  in  courts  above, 
And  gives  to  me  his  heavenly  love, 
To  fit  me  for  that  blessed  place, 
Where  I'll  enjoy  his  fullest  grace; 
What  holy  joy,  what  heavenly  bliss, 
To  dwell  where  loving  Jesus  is! 

6  Come  brethren  dear,  whose  joys  abound, 
By  hearing  precious  gospel  sound, 
Cheer  up  your  hearts,  and  strong  believe 
In  Jesus  Christ  who  ever  lives; 

For  chough  your  race  is  not  quite  run, 
You  feel  your  heaven  is  now  begun, 
Then  let  us  raise  a  holy  song, 
And  praise  him  as  we  pass  along, 
To  joys  above  where  we  shall  be, 
Happy  in  vast  eternity. 

7  We're  happy  now  in  clogs  of  clay, 
But  what  is  this  to  open  day, 

Of  glory  beaming  all  around, 
Where  sin  and  grier  can  ne'er  be  found ; 
How  happy  we  shall  be  that  day, 
To  think  that  we  did  watch  and  pray, 
And  kept  our  garments  clean  and  white, 
Fit  to  appear  with  saints  in  light ; 
Quite  tree  O  then  our  joys  shall  be, 
And  so  remain  eternally. 

HYMN  335.  P.  M.     Th  Christian  Church, 

1     A  LTHOUGH  despis'd  by  men, 
JljL     A  little  feeble  band, 
Protection  we  obtain. 

From  the  Redeemer's  Kaud, 


340 

Though  oft  our  foes  would  us  devour, 
We  stand  upheld  by  Jesus'  power. 

2  While  on  him  we  depend, 

And  truly  fear  his  name, 
He'll  prove  a  faithful  friend, 

And  nt'er  put  us  to  shame  ; 
He'll  guard  us  safe  through  all  the  way, 
To  the  fair  climes  of  endless  day. 

3  Our  Shepherd  leads  us  on, 

While  we  obey  his  voice  ; 
He  guides  us  to  his  throne, 
-  And  in  him  we'll  rejoice  : 
Though  strait  the  way  we  need  not  fear. 
If  to  the  end  we  persevere 

4  Christ  is  our  leader  call'd, 

The  Christian  name  we  bear  ; 
This  name  we  will  extoll, 

While  in  his  grace  we  share  : 
All  party  names  we  will  disdain, 
The  glorious  name  of  Christ  maintain. 

5  His  doctrine  too  we'll  prize, 

This,  as  our  rule  observe, 
It  is  our  only  guide, 

Theretrom  we  must  not  swerve ; 
ThJa  doctrine  will  arise  on  high, 
When  all  the  works  of  men  shall  die. 

6  Ourselves  we  must  deny, 

And  daily  take  our  cross  ; 
From  every  evil  fly, 

Or  we  shall  suiter  loss. 
Till  vict'ry  we  completely  win, 
We  will  maintain  the  war  with  sin. 
*l  Lord  when  our  hearts  shall  fail, 

And  earthlv  comforts  die, 


341 

May  thy  rich  grace  prevail, 
And  bear  our  souls  on  high  : 
There,  while  our  glowing  love  shall  flame, 
Our  deathless  tongues  shall  praise  thy  name. 

HYMN  3:56.   P  M.      The  Birth  of  Christ. 

1  1TARK  !  whence  that  voice. 

-IJ.    Hark  !  hear  the  joyful  shouting, 
See  !  see  what  splendour 
Spreads  its  beams  around  us, 
Turning  dark  midnight 
Into  noon-tide  glory, 
As  it  approaches. 

2  With  pomp  majestic, 
Sec  the  heavenly  vision 
Swiftly  descending-, 
While  attending  angels 
Pour  acclamations. 
And  celestial  chanting, 
Wake  our  attention. 

3  Fear  not  ve  shepherds, 

'Tis  the  Prince  of  peace  comes', 

Full  of  compassion.     . 

Full  of  love  and  pity, 

Bringing  salvation, 

For  the  lost  of  mankind, 

For  ruin'd  nations. 

4  Go  pav  vour  homage, 
To  your  infant  Saviour., 
Laid  in  a  manger, 

See  the  Lord  of  glory, 
Meanly  attended, 
Yet  the  great  Redeemer, 
Yon  star  shall  guide  you; 


342 

5  Give  God  the  glory, 
All  ye  hosts  celestial, 
Peace  dwell  on  earth, 
And  man  enjoys  the  favour  ; 
Rais'd  from  death's  dungeon^ 
Heirs  to  life  eternal, 
Through  a  Mediator. 

6  O  !  may  impressions 
Of  his  boundless  mercy, 
Ever  remind  us 

Of  our  grateful  duty, 
Sweet  the  employment, 
To  proclaim  his  goodness, 
And  sing  his  praises. 

HYMN  337.     C.  M.     The  Birth  of  Christ 

t  ItkiTORTALS,  awake,  with  angels  \o\r\. 
l^JL     And  chant  the  solemn  lay  ; 
Joy,  love  and  gratitude  combine 
To  hail  th'  auspicious  day. 

3  In  heaven  the  rapturous  song  began^ 

And  sweet  seraphic  fhe 
Through  all  the  shining  regions  raa, 
And  strung  and  tuu'd  the  lyre. 

S  Swift  through  the  vast  expanse  it  flew, 
And  loud  the  echo  roll'd  ; 
The  theme,  the  song,  the  joy  was  new, 
'Twas  more  than  heaven  could  hold. 

4  Down  through  the  portals  of  the  sky, 

Th'  heavenly  torrent  ran: 

And  angels  flew  with  eager  joy, 

To  bear  the  news  to  man. 

5  Wrapt  in  the  silence  of  the  night. 

Lay  all  the  eastera  world, 


■S4& 

When  bursting,  glorious,  heavenly  light 

The  wond'rous  scene  unfuil'd. 
»>  Hark  the  cherubic  armies  shout, 

And  glory  leads  the  song  ; 
Good  will  and  peace  are  heard  throughouf 

Th'  harmonious  heavenly  throng. 
-7  O  for  a  glance  of  heavenly  love, 

Our  hearts  and  songs  to  raise  ; 
Sweetly  to  bear  our  souls  above. 

And  mingle  with  their  lays. 

3  With  joy  the  chorus  we'll  repeat. 
Glory  to  God  on  high ; 
Good  will  and  peace  are  now  complete,. 
Jesus  was  born  to  die. 

9  Hail  Prince  of  life,  forever  hail ! 
Redeemer,  Brother,  Friend  1 
Though  earth  and  time  and  life  should  fail., 
Thy  praise  shall  never  end. 

HYMN  333.  P.  M.     The  New  Je&satw, 

1  '\^Tl'VH  pleasure  behold, 

v  V     1  hat  city  of  gold, 
How  beautiful  lovely  and  bright ; 

Coming  down  from  above, 

In  its  glory  and  love, 
Adorned  with  glory  and  lightj 

Prepar'd  as  a  bride, 

For  Immanuel'sside  ; 
Let  angels  rejoice  at  the  sight. 

Jerusalem  New, 

Its  glory  doth  shew, 
The  wisdom  of  God  and  his  might. 

2  Its  wall  greal:  and  high, 
JBehold  it  with  joys 


344 

Think  of  it  ye  saints  with  deiight ; 

Behold  its  foundation, 

With  great  admiration, 
With  precious  stones  garnished  bright; 

It  lieth  tour  square, 

A  golden  reed  there, 
And  angels  to  measure  ic  right; 

Consider  with  pleasure, 

It's  equal  in  measure  ; 
Its  length,  breadth,  and  height  are  alike. 

3  Twelve  ange!s  there  wait, 

At  each  holy  g.'.te, 
The  righteous  rejoice  when  they  enter; 

For  they  will  behold, 

A  city  of  gold, 
The  tree  of  life  in  the  centi»e  ; 

Then  proceeds  from  the  throne 

Of  the  King  whom  they  own, 
A  river  of  water  of  life, 

As  crystal  it's  clear, 

A^wir.e  it  doth  c'leer 
The  hea- 1  of  the  bride,  the  Lamb's  wife. 

4  There  those  who  do  well, 
With  Jesus  shall  dwell, 

Forever  and  ever  in  peace, 

They  need  not  the  moon, 

Nor  the  bright  shining  sun, 
In  so  giorious  and  holy  a  place: 

God's  glory  will  shine, 

And  give  light  divine, 
Therefore  it  will  never  be  night, 

What  raptures  are  there- ! 

All  heaven  doth  share, 
It's  perfectly  filled  with  light. 

5  The  sjir.tr.  shall  there  reign, 
With  the  Lamb  that  was  si 


34S 

The  face  of  their  King  they  Will  see, 

There  standing  before  him, 

To  love  and  adoie  him, 
His  name  in  their  foreheads  will  be. 

Great  joy  will  be  there, 

The  righteous  will  share, 
While  angels  their  voices  are  raising, 

How  pleasant  the  singing, 

Melodiously  ringing, 
While  saints  are  in  harmony  praising; 

HYMN  339.  P.  M. 

€hti  tian  Fellowship  and  Union. 

\  riOME,  my  Christian  friends  and  brethren 
\J    Bound  for  Canaan's  happy  land, 
Come  unite  and  walk  together, 

Christ  the  Saviour  gives  command* 

2  Lay  aside  this  party  spirit, 

blight  your  Christian  friends  no  m»re, 
Come  unite  through  Jesus'  merit, 
Zion's  peace  again  restore. 

3  We'll  not  bind  our  brother's  conscience, 

This  to  God  alone  is  free, 
Nor  contend  for  non-essentials, 
But  in  Christ  united  be. 

3  Here's  the  word,  the  grand  criterion, 

This  shall  all  our  doctrine  prove; 
Christ  the  centre  of  our  union, 
And  the  bond  is  christan  love. 

4  Here's  my  hand,  my  heart  and  spirit', 

Now  in  fellowship  1  give ; 
E  2 


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N«w  we'll  love,  and  peace  inherit, 
Show  the  world  how  Christians  live. 

3  Now  we're  one  in  Christ  our  Saviour, 
Male  nor  female,  bond  nor  free, 
Christ  is  all,  in  all  forever, 

And  we're  happy,  Lord  in  thee. 

&  Now  we'll  preach  and  prar^  together, 

Praise,  give  thanks,  an4  shout  and  sing 
Ncr/  we'll  strengthen  orje  another, 
And  adore  our  heavenly  King. 

J  Now  we'll  join  in  sweet  communion, 

Round  the  table  of  our  Lord, 

Lord  confirm  our  Christian  union, 

By  thy  spirit  and  thy  word. 

9  Now  the  world  will  be  constrained., 
To  believe  in  Christ  our  King ; 
Thousands,  thousands,  be  converted,* 
Round  the  earth  this  praises  ring. 

9  Happy  day  !  O  joyful  hour, 

Thank  the  Lord,  his  name  we  bless ; 
Send  thy  word,  my  Lord  with  power, 
Fill  the  world  with  righteousness. 

HYMN  340.  P.  M.      InvHaiion. 

\   TT^LY  ye  sinners  to  yon  mountain, 
A       There  a  purple  stream  doth  flow, 
There  you'll  find  an  open  fountain, 
That  will  wash  you  white  as  snow. 

2  Never  ponder  o'er  your  meanness, 
But  to  Calvary  repair, 
There's  a  fountain  for  uncleanness, 
And  the  worst  is  welcome  there 


347 

.j  Come  ye  souls  by  sin  distressed, 

Plunge  by  faith  beneath  this  flood* 
Then  you'll  surely  be  released, 
From  the  painful  pond'rous  load": 

4  Richly  fiow'd  the  crimson  river, 
Down  Immanuel's  lovely  side, 
And  that  blood  will  you  deliver, 
Whensoever  'tis  apply'd. 

3  Ghrist  is  ready  to  receive  you! 
See  his  bloody  cross  appear, 
From  your  sins  he  will  relieve  y»u. 
And  remove  your  every  fear. 

»  O  believe  the  Lord  expiring. 

See  the  sufF'ring  Lamb  of  God, 
And  that  love  be  much  admiring, 
Which  appears  in  streams  of  bloocfc 

HYMN  341.  P.  M.    'My  Heart's  Experience. 

1  £\  HOW  I  have  long'dfor  the  coming  of  Goi 
"_r    And    sought  him  praying  and  searching1 
his  word, 
By  watching  and  fastiugymy  soul  was  oppress'd; 
Nor  would  I  give  over  till  Jesus  had  blest. 

■2  The  tokens  of  mercy  at  length  did  appear, 
According  to  promise  he  answer'd  my  prayer  ; 
And  glory  was  open'd  in  floods  on  my  soul. 
Salvation  from  Zion  beginning  to  roll. 

3  The  news  of  his  mercy  is  spreading  abroad^ 
And  sinners  come  weeping  &  praying  to  God- 
The  noise  of  their  weeping  is  heard  very  loud, 
And  raany's  found  pardon  through  JesuV  W*o4- 


348 

4  There's  more  my  dear  Saviour  who  fall  at  thy 

feet, 
©ppress'd  with  a  burdeu  enormously  great : 
©  raise  them  my  Saviour  to  tell  of  thy  love. 
And  shout  hallelujah  in  heaven  above. 

J  We'll  sing  and   we'll  shout,   and  we'll   shorit 

and  we'll  sing, 
O  God  make  the  nations  with  praises  to  ring  ; 
With  loud  acclamations  of  Jesus'  love, 
And  carry  us  all  to  the  city  above. 

g  We'll  wait  for  thy  chariots  they  seem  to  draw 

near, 
O  come  my  dear  Saviour  with  glory  appear; 
We  long  to  be  singing  and  praising  above, 
With  angels  o'erwhelmed  with  Jesus'  love. 

7  The  taste  that  we  have  it  does  ravish  our  heart, 
Which  makes  us  rejoice,  &  we  long  to  depart ; 
To  praise  thee  more  sweetly  where  angels  do 

sing, 
And  with  that  bright  army  make  heaven  to  ring, 

$  To  sin  and  to  sorrow  we'll  then  bid  adieu, 
And  fly  where  afflictions  can  never  pursue  ; 
With  life,  health  and  comfort,  to  wear  a  bright 

crown, 
And  with  our  dear  Saviour  forever  sit  down. 


■„  HYMN  342.  P.  M. 

~\TE  hnppy  children  who  follow  Jesus^ 
JL    Into  the  house  of  prayer  and  praise, 
Who  are  join'd  in  union  while  love  increases. 
Resolv'-d  this  way  t«  spandy»ur  days; 


54f 

Although  we  are  hated  by  the  world  ahdSatan* 
And  flesh  and  such  as  know  not  God, 

Yet  happy  moments  and  joyful  seasons, 
We  oft  times  find  on  Canaan's  road. 

2  Whilst  we've  been  waiting  on  lovely  Jesus, 

We've  felt  some  streams  coming  from  above; 
Our  hearts  have  burned  with  holy  raptures, 

We  long  to  be  absorb'd  in  love ; 
Then  let  us  hold  fast  what  is  given, 

And  trust  in  God  for  time  to  come, 
Sure  we  shaH  find  our  way  to  heaven, 

So  farewell  brethren,  I'm  going  home. 

3  But  as  we  go  let  us  praise  cur  Jesus, 

And  pray  for  those  who  spurn  his  grace  ; 
Lest  ihey  should  loose  love's  richest  treasure; 

And  ne'er  enjoy  God's  smiling  face. 
Now  here's  my  hand,  and  my  best  wishes, 

In  token  of  my  Christian  love, 
In  hopes  with  you  to  praise  my  Jesus, 

So  farewell  brethren,  we'll  meet  above. 

HYMN  343.    P.  M. 

1  TTOSANNA  to  the  King, 
_S  JL    Of  David's  ancient  bi^od  ; 
Behold  he  comes  to  bring, 
Forgiving  grace  from  God  : 

Let  old  and  young  attend  his  way 

And  at  his  feet  their  honour 

3  Glory  to  God  on  high, 
Salvation  to  the  Lamb  ; 
Let  earth,  and  sea,  and  sky, 
His  wondrous  love  proclaim. 

Upon  his  head  shall  honours  rest. 
And  every  age  pronounce  him  fele£t 


INDEX. 


A 

A  fountain  in  Jesus  which  runs  always  free-  9 

Attend  ye  children  of  your  God          -       -  22 

Attend  ye  saints,  and  hear  me  tell         -  37 

Assist  my  soul,  my  heavenly  King             -  41 

Almighty  love  inspire  my  heart,  -&c.      -  70 

All  hail  the  power  of  Jesus'  name  87 

And  let  this  feeble  body  fail         -         •  104 

Ah  !  lovely  appearance  of  death       -         *  110 

As  on  the  cross  the  Saviour  hung         -  142 

Angels  roll  the  rock  away             -            -  144 

At  anchor  laid  remote  from  home       *  147 

Asham'd  of  Christ !  my  soul  disdain       -  147 

Am  I  indeed  born  from  above         -         -  1 53 

Am  I  a  soldier  of  the  cross          -          -  '  170 

Alas!   and  did  my  Saviour  bleed       •      -  188 

Attend  my  soul  and  trembling  hear     7     -  234 

All  hail !  all  hail !  methinks  I  hear     -      -  243 

Awake,  unfeeling  souls  awake       -       -  245 

Amazing  sight !  the  Saviour  stands         -  250 

Awake  and  sing  the  song          -       -       -  258 

AH  hail !  the  great  Iiumanuel's  name        *•  266 

Arise,  my  soul,  arise         -         -         -  275 

All  hail,  exalted  Lord          -                       -  279 

A  good  High  Piiest  is  come      -       -     -  286 

A  soldier,  Lord,  thou  hast  me  made         ■»  310 

Away  my  doubts,  begone  my  fear         -  329 

Although  despis'd  by  men         -■.        *  339 

.    •   B 

By  whom  was  David  taught       -       -       -  19 

Begone  unbelief         -         -            -  50 

Bless'd  be  my  God  that  I  was  bern    -      -  91 


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Brother  in  Christ,  and  well-belov'd         •  ^7 

Backsliders  who  your  mis'ry  feel          -  145 

Bv  the  poor  widow's  oil  and  meal          -  1G5 

Behold  a  lovely  vine          -       ,*    •  .  -  174 

Brethren,  1  bid  you  all  farewell       -       -  IS? 

JIow  ye  the  trumpet,  blow         -         -  199 

Before  Jehovah's  awful  throne       -         -  217 

Brethren  sing  :   'tis  right  you  should     -  1161 

Broad  is  the  road  that  leads  to  death     -  305 

Behold  what  wond'rous  grace          -          -  307 

Brethren,  while  we  sojourn  here            -  309 

C 

Come  friends  and  relations.  &:c.  6 
Come  welcome  this  new  year  of  grace        -      7 

Come  thou  fount  of  ev'ry  blessing      -  9 

Christ  is  set  on  Zion's  hill       -                  -  17 

Come  on  my  fellow  pilgrims,  comA       -  32 

Come  all  ye  dear  souls,  &c.         ^v  «••     -  61 

Come  all  who  are  New-lights  in<fer8*-  -  85 

Come  &id- taste  along  with  me         -         *  90 

Come  brethren  let  us  join  and  sing        -  109 

Children  of  the  heavenly  King       -      *  124 

Come  all  ye  mourning  pilgrims         -       -  132 

Come  brethren  and  sisters,  that  love,  <Stc.  1  3» 

Come  O  my  doubting  soul,  attend         -  152 

Come  all  ye  s'aints  and  sinners  near         -  171 

Come  all  ye  weary  travelers         -         -  172 

Come  ye  sinners  poor  and  wretched       -  17* 

Come  Holy  Spirit,  heavenly  Dove          •  19* 

Come  all  who  spend  your  youthful  days  209 

Come  all  ye  Christian  pilgrims          *          -  21S 

Come  think  on  death  and  judgment       -  226 

Come  trembling  soul,  forget  your  fear  254 

Clap  your  hands  ye  people  all         -         »  25S 

Come  thou  soul  transforming  Spirit       -  281 

Ccme  dearest  Lord,  descend  and  dwell  301 

Come  we  that  love  the  Jhord        -        -  302 


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Come  we  that  love  the  Lord  indeed 
Come  all  ye  mourning  pilgrims  now 
Come  away  to  the  skies         - 
Come  brethren,  and  rejoice  with  me 
Come  my  Christian  friends  and  brethren 

D 
Dear  Saviour  we  rejoice  to  hear       - 
Dismiss  us  with  thy  blessing,  Lord 
Do  we  not  know  that  solemn 

E 
Earth  has  engross'd  my  love  too  long 
Encourag'd  by  thy  word       -       » 
Election,  what  a  glorious  plan 
Early  my  God  without  delay 
Eternal  Spirit !  we  confess 

F 
From  all  that's  mortal,  all  that's  vain 
FareWell  mynbrerhren  in  the  Lord 
From  all  that  dwell  below  the  skies 
Farewell  vain  world,  I  bid  adieu 
From  Indian  plains,  on  Albion's  shore 
For  a  season  call'd  to  part 
Father  divine,  thy  piercing  eye         -     - 
Farewell  my  brethren,  alT  farewell 
Fain;  Ohirty  bibe>  I'd  have  thee  know 
From  whence  doth  thi*>  Union  arise 
From  the  regions  of  love  •• 

Fly  ye  sinners  to  yon  mountain         -         * 

O 
Great  was  the  day,  the  joy  was  great 
God  moves  in  a  mysterious  way  • 

'Gainst  thee,  thou  holy,  just  and  wise 
Go  worship  at  Emmanuel's  feet        -         « 

H 
How  lost  was  my  condition  -         •» 

Humbie  souls,  who  seek  salvation 
Hasten  O  Lord  the  latter  day  .  -'  * 


553 

Hail  heavenly  love  that  first  began             -  64 

Hark  !  the  voice  of  love  and  mercy       -  67 

Hail!  thou  once  despised  ^Fesus  67 

How  tedious  and  tasteless  the  hours        -  71 

How  firm  a  foundation  ye  saints  &.C.          -  81 

Hark  !  hear  the  sound  on  earth  is  found  82 

He  comes!  he  comes!  to  judge  the  world  128 

Honour  and  happiness  unite          -          -  131 

Hear  O  ye  starving  worldlings,  hear       -  139 

Hark!  for  'tis  God's  own  Son  that  calls  143. 

Hard  heart  of  mine,  O  that  the  Lord       -  157 

Here  we've  no  continuing  city          -       -  212 

Here  in  the  presence  of  our  God          -  244 

How  daring  is  the.  wretch  profane         -  246 

Hew  beauteous  arc  their  feet          -            -  254 

Ho  !  pilgrims,  (if  ye  pilgrims  be.)          -  262 

How  sweet  the  name  of  Jesus  sounds       -  267 

How  great,  how  terrible  that  God        -  272 

How  great,  how  solemn  is  the  work       -  279 

Happy  the  heart-where  love  doth  reign  290 

Hosanna  to  Jesus  on  high           -           -  315 

Hark!  whence  that  voice       -                 -  3-41 

Hosanna  to  the  King          -  349 

In  Jordan's  tide  the  Baptist  stands     *3r'  25 

I  am,  saith  Christ,  the  way            -          -  63 

Isr'el  in  ancient  days         -       -        -         -  65 

I'm  gad  I  ever  =aw  the  day          -                  -  80 

Innumerable  foes                              <•  92 

I  :jsk'd  the  Lord  that  I  might  grow      -  148 

I  Jesus,  am  ascended  high          -          -     •-  150 

I  set  myself  against  the  Lord         -      -  184 

I  sojourn  in  a  vale  of  tears       -          -       -  199 
Ih  die  house  of  King  David  a  fountain  &c  204 

In  this  extreme  distress  of  soul       -       -  239 

Is  this  unplcasing  cup  now  given        -   '  240 


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1  know  that  my  Redeemer  Jives       -         -  26* 

I  sing  a  song  which  doth  belong       -       -  292 

J 

Jesus  Christ  has  power  alone        -        *  5 

Jesus  at  thy  command       -                         -  53 

Jesus  my  all  to  heaven  is  gone  73 

Jesus,  while  he  dwelt  below         -         -  95 

Jesus,  thou  omniscient  Saviour         -         -  ©r 

Jerusalem,  my  happy  home         -         -  153 

Jehovah  !  we  adore  thy  name         -         -  158 

Jesus,  thy  blessings  are  not  few       -         -  18® 

Jesus,  and  shall  it  ever  be       -                 -  187 

Jesus  we  love  thy  name       -                       -  24S 

Jesus,  thy  gospel  armour  gird      -         -  24.7 

Jesus,  let  not  thy  grace  delay           *         -  249 

Join  all  who  love  the  Saviourvs  name,    -  265 

K 

Know  then  that  every  soul  is  free           -  225 

Kindred,  and  friends,  and  native  land  27# 

L 
Lord,  at  thy  table  I  behold       -  .24 

Listed  into  the  cause  of  sin  73 

Let  us  ask  the  important  questioa           «.  94 

Lord, 'tis  an  infinite  delight          -         -  127 

Long  have  I  trod  the  way  to  hell       -  155 
Lord  God  of  grace,  I  feel,  1  see         -         -1 58 

Lord  never  let  me  go         -         -         -  161 

Let  strife  forever  cease         -         -         -  189 

Let  thy  kingdom  blessed  Saviour       -       -  215 

Lord,  1  have  made  thy  word  my  choice  231 

Lord,  search  and  try  this  heart  of  mine  233 

Let  me  lie  prostrate' on  the  ground         -  $36 

Let  all  the  heathen  writers  join        -      •»  253 

Lord,,  dismiss  us  with  thy  blessing           i  268 

Lord  I  cannot  let  thee  go         -          -  281 

Lee  partv  aames  ao  more       -.■-».-  284 


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Let  every  mortal  ear  attend         r  T         305 

Love  divine  all  love  excelling           -  -     312 

Let  us  rise  and  go  to  Zion's  hill  -         313 

M 

Mercy,  O  thou  Son  of  David  4 

My  Christ  is  my  friend        -        -  •         41 

My  soul  doth  magnify  the  Lord        -  -     191 

Iviore  than  ten  years  have  roll'd  away  -         20fc 
My  God,  my  life,  my  love         ...     232 

Methinks  the  last  great  day  is  come  -         272 

May  the  grace  of  Christ  our  Saviour  -    280 

My  Captain  sounds  th' alarm  of  war  -         283 

Wong  all  the  priests  of  Jewish  race    -  -    285 

My  soul's  full  of  glory,  &c.            -  -         326 

Mortals  awake  with  angels  joiiv          -  -    342 

N 

Now  the  Saviour  stands  a  pleading  -           11 

Never  does  truth  more  shine       -  ♦•       22 

Now  we  are  met  in  holy  fear         -  .  -            S9 

Now  to  the  pilgrims  born  of  God       »  ►     101 

No  m.~.n  or  angel,  can  compare      -  -         151 

Now  iu  a  song  of  grateful  praise       -  -     169 

Now  ye  dear  saints,  break  out,  &c.  -          191 

Now  from  the  garden  to  the  cross       -  -    203 

Now  whilst  I  try  my  heart       -  236 

Now  far  above  the  starry  skies           -  -     277 

No  !   1  shall  envy  them  no  more     -  -         288 

Not  the  malicious  or  profane            -  -    289 

Not  with  our  mortal  eyes       -   r  -  -          290 

Not  all  the  blood  of  beasts         /■       -  -    801 

O 

O  when  shall  I  see  JesUs         -  .     -  -             f> 

O  ye  blood-wash'd  ransom'd  sinners  -      27 

O  God  my  heart  with  love  inflame  -           30 

O  what  a  glorious  mystery,  wonder,  &c.  -       36 

O  with  what  pleasure  we  behold  -            -30 

Once  more,  dear  brethren,  join  to  sing  -      46 


356       < 

On  a  sweet  summer's   evening,  &c.  -           79 

O  for  a  glance  of  heavenly  day            -  -       96 

O  am  1  born  to  die        -  100 

Oh  how  happy  are  they    -        -         -  -     106 

O  Jesus  my  Saviour  to  thee  I  submit  -          120 

O'er  the  gloomy  hills  of  darkness      -  -     121 

O  all  ye  blessed  throng         -         -  -          122 

O  what  a  wretched  sinner,  Lord      -  -    140 

O  what  a  state  my  soul  is  in             -  -        140 

On  Zion.  his  most  holy  mount     -  -          141 

O  is  the  king  of  terrors  come            -  -     156 

O  wretched  scul !  I  now  begin      -  -          159 

O  what  a  burden'd  soul  I  be     -          -  -     160 
O  thou  who  stoop'st  from  realms  of  light       161 

O  what  a  harden'd  wretch  am  I       -  -     162 

O  Lord, how  dangerous  is  the  place  -         164 

O  Avhat  a  cruel  wretch  am  I     -         -  -     184 

O  thou  in  whose  presence,  &c.     -  -          196 

O  how  sweet  it  is  to  me           -         -  -    217 

O  God,  whose  favourable  eye       -  -          224 

O  sinners  fly  to  Jesus'  arms     -  255 

0  tell  me  no  more,  of  this  worlcr's  &c.  -         262 

O  blessed  souls  are  theyA         -  297 

O  dont  you  hear  the  alarm  !         -  -         307 

O  glorious  hope  of  perfect  love     -  -          321 

Our  souls  in  love  together  knit           -  -    325 

O  careless  sinner  come         -          -  -          332 
0  how  I  have  long'd  for  the  coming,  &c.     -    347 

P 

Precious  Bible  !  what  a  treasure  -           12 

Professed  foll'wers  of  the  Lamb        -  45 

Peace  be  unto  this  house      -         -     t  -            61 

Pilgrims  with  pleasure  let  us  part     -  -       98 
Proclaim  saith  Christ, my  wond'rous  grace    278 

Poor  mourning  souls  in  deep  distress  -        323 

R 

Repent,  the  voice  celestial  cries       -'  -    125 


Ruler  of  worlds,  display  thy  power       -         271 
Remember  sinful  \outh,  &c.     -  291 

S 
Stop  poor  sinner,  stop  and  think  -  20 

Sweet  was  the  time  when  first  I  felt  -       33 

Sing  the  dear  Saviour's  glorious  fame     -  46 

Sinner,  are  ye  still  secure         -         -  -       .57 

See  the  Lord  of  glory  dying         -  59 

Sav'd  by  blood.  I  live  to  tell  62 

Sweet  are  the  gifts  which  &c.      -  69 

Salem's  bright  King.  Jesus  by  name  -         -       76 
Sinners  expos'd  to  dreadful  woe  -  118 

Sometimes  1  think  myself  so -trong    -         -     119 
Solvation  !  O  the  joyful  sound        -  -  139 

Soon  I  must  hear  the  solemn  call      -        '-     163 
Saviour  1  do  feel  thy  merit  ■»  -  167 

Stupid  soul  to  folly  cleaving     -  220 

Sinners  behold  the  Saviour  stands  -  244 

Sinners  arise,  the  Saviour's  come      -  -     252 

See  a  poor  sinner,  dearest  Lord  -  263 

Sinners,  now  we  call  upon  you  -         -     293 

Shew  pity  Lord,  O  Lord  forgive  -  297 

See  what  a  living  stone  -  299 

T 
'Tis  Jesus  doth  save  ... 

Thus  was  the  great  Redeemer  plung'd 
Tht  fields  are  are  all  white,  &c.     - 
These  honour'd  saints  redeem'd  &c. 
That  glorious  day  is  drawing  nigh 
The  fountain  of  Christ  - 

The  voice  of  Free  Grace  &c. 
'Tis  my  happiness   below  -         - 

The  Lord  into  his  garden  comes    - 
There  is  no  path  to  heavenly  bliss 
The  great  tremenducus.  day's  &c,  v- 
The  great  God  of  love  hath  shewn  &c.  - 
Tho'  troubles  assail,  &  dangers  affright     - 


358 

Thus  saith  the  L«rd,  your  Master  de*r 
The  Prince  of  Peace  is  come 
Thou  God  of  glorious  majesty 
Through  tribulations  deep 
The  day  is  past  and  gone     - 
The  wand'ring  star,  the  fleeting  wind 
The  newborn  child  of  gospel  grace 
The  tree  of  life  my  soul  hath  seen     - 
The  wond'ring  world  inquires  &c. 
Though  I  cf  sinners  am  the  chief 
The  world  from  Christians  are  apart 
There  is  a. land  of  pure  delight 
'Tis  a  point  I  long  to  know 
Throughout  our  Saviour's  Iife&c.   - 
That  name  to  me  sounds  ever  sweet 
*Tis  a  delightful  truth 
Through  all  this  world  below    ' 
The  reason  we  love  friendship     - 
The  fabric  of  nature  is  fair 
The  Lord  of  life  exalted  stands   - 
The  rain  descends,  the  tempests  rise 
Thou  art  acquainted  with  my  heart 
To  thee  again  my  gracious  God 
Twas»by  an  order  from  the  Lord 
The  King  of  heaven  his  table  spreads 

U 
Unto  thine  altar,  Lord 

V 
Vain  delusive  world  adieu 
Vain  world,  vain  world.  1  bid  adieu 
Vital  spark  of  heavenly  flame  - 

W 
What  contradictions  meet 
What  heavenly  music  do  I  hear 
"When  first  my  soul  enlisted 
When  we  baptize,  we  see  the  mod* 
Wh?.t  think  you,  my  friends,  &c. 


359 

When  Paul  was  parted  from  his  friends    *  SCI 

What  think  ye  of  Christ  ?  is  the  test      -  34 

Wak'd  by  the  gospel's  powerful  sound      -  .58 

Where  shall  we  sinners  hide  our  heads  102 

With  love  of  pity  I  look  round          -    •      -  108 

We've  found  the  Rock,  the  travellers  cry'd  1 1 1 

What  poor  despised  company         -         -  I  IT 

What  a  mournful  life  is  mine           -         -  166" 

When  converts  first  begin  to  sing         -  17(5 

Well  met  dear  friends,  in  Jesus'  name       -  180 

Wand'ring  pilgrims,  mourning  Christians  1>2 

We've  found  the  great  Messiah  come       -  197 

What  various  hind'rances  we  meet         -  1 98 

Whene'er  I  look  into  thy  word         -         -  218 

Winter  has  a  joy  for  me                 -         -  224 

Who  is  this  heavenly  person,  who     -         -  237 

Where,  saith  the  mourner  is  this  Christ    -  251 

What  gocd  news  the  angels  bring         -  256 

With  fiery  serpent's  (greatly  pain'd  '        -  260 

When  your  rosy  cheeks  are  pale       -       -  268 

While  on  the  verge  of  life  1  stand         -  273 

When  death  appears  before  my  sight       -  274 

When  I  can  read  my  title  clear           -        -  288 

Who  besides  can  man  recover         -         -  296 

Why  do  we  mourn  departed  friends          -  301 

Welcome  sweet  day  of  rest         -         -  302 

We're  on  our  journey  home         -         -  320 

What  sound  is  this  salutes'  my  ea*          -  334 

With  pleasure  behold            -             -  343 

Y 

Young  converts  on  the  banks         -         -  26 

Ye  try'd  sons  of  God         -         -  41 

Ye  saint3  attend  the  Saviour's  voice        -  43 

Ye  dying  sons  of  men         -         -         -  '68 

Ye  happy  souls,  arise     -         -          -          -  1 1 2 

Ye  wretched,  hungry,  starving  poor     -  1  °€ 

Ye  humble  souk  that  $eek  the  Lord         -  144 


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Ye  glittering  toys  of  earth  adieu  -          MS 

Ye  sons  of  men.  with  joy  record     -  -     20(3 

Ye  that  pass  by,  behold  the  man  -          257 

Ye  servants  of  God           -  259 

Ye  trembling  sc"uls  dismiss  your  fears  -      284 

Yes,  perfect  love  is  perfect  bliss          -  294 

Ye  sons  of  the  main,  ye  that  sail  &c.  -     311 

Ye  jewels  of  my  Master      -         -  -         318 

Ye  happy  children  who  follow  Jesus  -    348 


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